In the final issue of volume 47, the Nass pays a visit to President Clinton’s stomping grounds, cries with Joyce Carol Oates, and does or does not do drugs in the Bay Area.
What’s wrong with us?
Staffer of Brotherly Love: “I know nothing about football except ‘Go birds.’”
Text from mom: “Flirt away, my handsome son.”
Anxious frosh guy: “DC? I’ve been to every museum on the National Mall…”
Eager blonde: “Well, I’ve—“
Anxious frosh guy: “Twice.”
Sustainable fashion advocate: With micro bangs you’d be the intersection of baby girl, cutie patootie, and little munchkin
Surprised friend: Woah! I thought you were holding Bananagrams, but it's actually just a banana.
Stoner German major: "There’s kinda beef between the Benjamin and Adorno fandoms."
Frosh taking care of drunk friend: I've been around a lot of people who have been McCoshed or PMCed and he is not at that point yet
Scholarly Grammarian: I can’t take another erotic poetry course, I already took one on Sappho!
Italian Person: Wait, the Communists weren’t Christian??
Harvard alum: “I didn't think anything of Mark Zuckerberg, he was just in my CS24 class.”
BSE frosh: "I would rather do 100 math problems than read two pages."
Irish poetry scholar: “The thing about me is I know for a FACT that Fintan O’Toole is a bisexual.”