You think owls are smart don’t you. Don’t you. You think they’re ~wise~. Well you’ve been drinking the same strigiforme lobbyist slop that manifested Hedwig and that Winnie-the-Pooh owl who thinks he can read into our public consciousness. But owls haven’t got the processing power of a desktop abacus.
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It’s finally time to announce the winner of our annual Halloween Costume Contest! This year’s competition was especially fierce, with Kenyon’s best and brightest submitting costumes left and right. After much deliberation (some say two weeks’ worth), the Thrill Editors have passed their judgement.
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On approximately exactly one month ago today I was serenely cogitating about perchance initiating my solitary studies when I was abruptly and abrasively made to recognize the presence of others.
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Making friends and meeting people can sometimes be hard, but it’s very important to not just settle for any old person. If you think the crazies are wandering the streets of NYC late at night, you’re wrong. They’re the ones who live down the hall, share a class with you, wait in front of you in the line at Wiggins, and who you give a slight nod to when walking down middle path. They are always nearby, under the radar, so in order to help you filter them out, here are red flags to look out for in your peers:
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This summer, I found out that the Shoprite generic brand of Rice Krispies is “Scrunchy Crispy Rice” and lately, I’ve been feeling like the “Scrunchy Crispy Rice” of Sara(h)s. Not Sara(h) exactly, but Sara(h) adjacent.
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