It’s a groggy, hazy, almost hostilely sunny yet freezing Sunday afternoon in February — what better time could there be for a new installment of Overheard at Kenyon? As always, if you recognize your own words in here: sorry. Try to be funny more quietly in the future.
Loud n’ Proud South-Dwelling Bro, on airport shuttle back to campus: (on the topic of living in Caples) “Yo, that stuff weirds me out, man. Worse than sharks.”
Hungover, Maybe Still Slightly-Drunk Girl on Middle Path: “I’m going to eat this burrito, and then I’m going to feel better. Or maybe I’m going to throw up.”
More laughs after the jump!
Fearful Guy, stepping out onto first-year quad on that one particularly unseasonably warm day last week: “THE MAYANS ARE RIGHT. IT’S ENDING.”
Imaginative Weirdo in Third-floor Olin: “Sometimes when I’m on a plane and it takes off, I pretend to be riding a dragon.”
Inexplicably Angry Girl in Peirce: “Don’t have snow boots. Don’t have rain boots. Just have one pair of fucking shoes and wear them all the time.”
Presumably Stoned Guy Outside New Apts: “Why don’t kittens have a judicial system?”
Never stop asking the tough questions, Presumably Stoned Guy Outside New Apts. Never stop asking the tough questions.