A Canadian’s love for the Republican candidate
Posts Categorized: Humour
Cry away your monster makeup. Wallow through your sugar hangover. It’s time to take a black or orange marker to your calendar — let it squeak in sadness — and note the next best day of your life: one whole year from now.
A bald man entered.
I asked if he would like rice and beans or a salad with his meal.
Deep in the bowels of the Clearihue Building, there exists a man of legend and myth. A man who floats in the clouds and hides in the shadows and spits hatred at the sun. He runs after cars and arm-wrestles dogs and lives for the very danger we all seek to avoid. He is a graduate student named Tactless Tom.
An in-depth look at literistas’ paraphernalia and pretension
(Wait, people besides my aunt Bernice still watch this crap?)
I am a terrible cook. I have, on several occasions: burnt Minute Rice so that it is unrecognizable; served lasagna in bowls due to its soupy consistency; and forgotten a crucial ingredient in cookies — sugar.
A guide to naming your junk (yes, only you can name it)
Fitness can be fatal, no studies show
The teenage years are behind you, or are soon to be, but let’s face it: you’re a student. No matter your age, university can be an awkward place, in and out of Ring Road.