In the first issue of the semester, the Nass investigates sectoral bargaining, keeps a promise to a demon, and travels into the heart of Ireland’s magic.
History major: “I feel so empowered and excited to do research through Firestone. Have you heard of the Hitler collection?”
Offspring: “Oh, mom, what would we do without you?”
Mom: “Just remember everything I’ve always told you, and you’ll be fine.”
African American Studies concentrator: “I actually think there are a lot of moments in Toni Morrison’s Beloved that could be a Family Guy cutaway scene.”
Jewish man discussing prosciutto: “I don't eat any pig product unless it’s above a certain price.”
Senior history-major collage artíste: “Okay, I’m now making a murder-mystery-themed one.”
Curious Color Skeptic: “Am I crazy or is that orb actually orange?”
Offended neighbor: “Bro, I'm color blind.”
Suspicious junior: “Do you often moan when you shit?”
Professor: "I think there's a technical term for it, but let's just call it nonsense!”
Man resigned to his fate: "Why would I care about grades? I'm an English major. It's not like I'm going to make any money."
One friend to another on Eisgruberian trauma: “How would you feel if the president of this institution treated you like a human being? You would feel lonely.”
STEM slut: “Why would I want a tutor if I can't seduce them?”
5’ 8” man: “I'm standing up to my mortal enemy.”
Bold but tiny friend: “Height?”
Future philosophy major: “Rights are expensive.”
MCU Hater: “Please tell me that they're not making an Eternals 2.”
UChicago graduate: “One of my clients is a gun manufacturer, I shit you not.”
UChicago graduate: “Wait, do we have any friends making more than $472K?”
Princeton student: “Excuse me?”