Call To Action: Let’s Rig the Send-Off Poll

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Hi everyone.

On Saturday, Social Board sent out an email with the subject line, “SENDOFF ARTIST POLL – We want to hear your input!” It was a list of an odd assortment of genres (“Rock/Pop”? Are those really the same thing?) where you chose one to vote for and maybe possibly they might pick an artist that vaguely belongs to one of those genres. Well, I’ve had it, officially. I think it’s time for us to rig the poll.

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Enter the Thrill’s Halloween Costume Contest!

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Friends, Kenyons, countrymen, Halloweekend is almost upon us. And that means you busy bees are working hard on your beautiful and unique Halloween costumes (you’re right, going as the check for 75 million is very original and funny). Well, before you go to Peeps Halloween or something and your slutty John Green costume becomes a vomit-crusted slutty John Green costume, take a picture and send it to us. That’s right baby: Thrill Halloween costume contest is back!

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BathroomGate; or, Peirce, Tall Girls, & You

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I’m no stranger to the bathrooms on the first floor of Peirce Dining Hall. I previously wrote a whole post instigated by being annoyed at how short the urinals are. You might think that that’s enough content on the blog about this one specific bathroom. You might even say, “Damn, Mike, chill out with this bathroom stuff,” but I will not chill out with this bathroom stuff. Not when I’m sitting here like Dustin Hoffman in All the President’s Men ready to blow this whole “bathroom thing” wide open. The doors to the Men’s and Women’s room are different heights.

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We Relive Our Summer Nightmares So You Feel Better About Yours: Act II

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the midnight of my soul

Hey, how was your summer? 

Good, except for the short period in which I was evicted in Manhattan. 

This week The Thrill staff welcomes you back to our glorious, digital publication by reliving summer 2019’s low moments because nothing unifies this campus like the love of Kenyon our mother and shared trauma. For Act I, click here.

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