This week the Nass delves into the world of international fandom, reflects on the bonds between body and earth, and strikes matches to make wishes come true.
Elitist: My biggest flex is that I don't have any hentai recommendations.
Tasteful curator: I don't know that I'd call that a flex.
Concerned Friend: You associate cum with shitty people? How is your sexual health?
Overly Conscious Junior: I remember my earliest memory is on my third birthday and I woke up and yelled. That was the day I came into consciousness.
Mom Visiting Princeton From Another Affluent Suburb: She's smart. I mean, she went to Brooklyn College. But she's smart.
A Very Good Friend: I'll hype you up. I'll give you a dramatized reading of the rejection letter. Even if it's just a two-line email, I'll milk it.
Drink Server After a Disastrous Cork Removal: Here, you can't see any cork in this cup.
Professor: You should be skeptical of me for giving you that kind of assignment. I mean, really ticked off.
Inbox-Irritated Junior: I haven't gotten a single good email all day.
Aspiring HBO writer: Wait, can we keep talking about me?
Philosopher: I would have dreams about my memories but I couldn't remember them. So I've been trying to find my memories since I was four.
If your mom and your girlfriend switched bodies, which one would you fuck?
Cynical Physicist: At some point when I was a kid, there was a zap, and I was like, “Why do I have to keep being nice? Screw this.” And I'm still like that today.
Observant Sophomore: The thing about 2 Chainz is that he often wears more than two chains.
Black-clad Sophomore: Why do we have novels if not to check the validity of our critical theory?
"I know I only show up once every five meetings, but that doesn't mean you have to lose your personality around me."