Would you let him tattoo a tiger on your butt?
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Crackdown!
The evenings are getting brighter, so we work harder, so the days run together, so we forget to post on Justice!
Then through the weary cloud of our travails comes a bolt of affirmation -- Justice! rings eternal in the halls of the Ivy League.
Sometimes to find Justice! one need look no farther than the pages of the YDN. Perusing an almost unreadable tale of legal smackdown makes you glad you convinced your, er, friend (read: ex) not to suggest on his resume that he was a National Merit Scholar. ("I think that's, like, really easy to check," you said.)
And yes, Gawker was right, this sentence is perfection: "The revelation that someone could infiltrate Yale shatters the mystique of the Ivy League as an impregnable bastion of the elite. "
Yale was pregnated. But then... JUSTICE!
Then through the weary cloud of our travails comes a bolt of affirmation -- Justice! rings eternal in the halls of the Ivy League.
Sometimes to find Justice! one need look no farther than the pages of the YDN. Perusing an almost unreadable tale of legal smackdown makes you glad you convinced your, er, friend (read: ex) not to suggest on his resume that he was a National Merit Scholar. ("I think that's, like, really easy to check," you said.)
And yes, Gawker was right, this sentence is perfection: "The revelation that someone could infiltrate Yale shatters the mystique of the Ivy League as an impregnable bastion of the elite. "
Yale was pregnated. But then... JUSTICE!
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
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