Hey, it’s Friday. We, the Sun columnists and editors, are mad as hell and not going to take it anymore.
That means we get to... KVETCH!
Beer for Swine
Dear freshman girls who crashed our party, snuck down to our basement, stole our good booze (in a hidden fridge! In the basement! Who does that?!) and gave me the swine: I will find you, you classless hos. And then I will keeell you.
— J.B.
Pick Me Up
F**k TCAT and its student discrimination! I’ve been ignored at the bus stop for the fourth time at Linn Street. If TAs can’t get to class on time, what’s the point of students being on time? TCAT, we’re not sub-human because we live off campus. I swear. I pay the same that students pay for the bus: So, please, pick me up. Please.
— F.L.U.
Computer Crash