This week, the Nass triumphs athletically, fails intellectually, and eats the entire lemon.
Grunge frosh, reading Dante: “This feels like Bob Dylan.”
Flushed partygoer: “We look like we’ve been drinking, but really we’re just sweaty from air hockey.”
Resigned reporter: “The sex scandal is that I haven’t had sex.”
Thesising senior: “We’ll see if I become a raging fiend of productivity in the next thirty minutes.”
Dedicated student: "Sometimes I sit out in the cold and don't let myself get warm until I'm done with my reading."
Encouraging professor to grad student: “You could do a study of the healing effects of coffee shops!”
History major: “I will say, the French were PRETTY atheist once they got over being pretty Catholic.”
Sex-starved senior: “Do you ever get an orgasm when you figure out a good transition in your thesis?”
Second-year premed: “I couldn’t figure out how to fit my life into a writing sem formula and it almost broke me.”
Economics grad student: “Look at it this way… rich people always want more houses!”
Gay 1: “She's wavering on Terrace, I've heard.”
Gay 2: “We can't let that happen. We can't.”
Vindictive volunteer: “I’m not really a community service type of girl.”
Marxist: “One of my great contradictions is that I have populist airs but read the New York Book Review.”
Fearful fun-seeker: “We can’t go to a dive bar. What if somebody asks me to arm wrestle?”
Sympathetic friend: “That will probably happen.”
Fearful fun-seeker: “Fine. Let me get a pump in.”
Newly single girl: “What’s the deal with the male gaze these days? What are you guys into?”
Man with gaze: “A woman wearing something shiny or maybe having something jangly like keys will catch my attention twice as often as a conventionally beautiful woman.”