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Emmanuel's takin' it back to the old school style of hardcore college humor. Expect class, professor, textbook, and dorm poster jokes.
Paranoid, yet timeless advice for the serious trick-or-treater. Remember pranksters, Osama's cave is strictly off-limits.
I love the college posters that pass for comedy. You ever seen this one? "Marijuana... At Least It's Not Crack!" Wow. That's edgy.
They had a separate orientation for people in the dorms (a non-stop 7-day party) and a those who live off-campus (we had lukewarm coffee). This place is like Nazi Germany.
Last Saturday night, it finally happened. People ran out of money. Last weekend we had no alcohol, no drugs, no women.
Brush up on everything from invitations and keg-buying to music and mood lighting. Just try to keep the blacklight away from the jizz stains.
I have 'Class Friends'. These are friends I met in class, and the only thing we have in common is that we're in the same class together.
Since my sleep schedule is basically the same as a narcoleptic, I end up watching a lot of late night tv. I basically only see commercials for phone sex and sleeping pills.
Ah, Canadian Thanksgiving. A long, carefree weekend where everyone I know goes home to see their family and have them do their laundry.
Remember when cubbyholes beat backpacks? When video games were beatable? When this column reminisced? No? Then start reading.
Ever look at a cashier and think: "I could do what she's doing ten times faster and more efficiently" and then think, "Why would I want to?"
You haven't heard loud music until you've spent a night in the dorms. One guy will be playing acid techno really loud with his door open, driving everyone crazy.