We can haz bachelor’s degree?

1. Cheez-It snacktime. When did you last enter a dorm room or apartment kitchen without spying a big red box gleaming in the afternoon light? Sure, in grade school we plucked them from wee elegant Dixie cups at recess, whereas these days we’re more inclined to drunkenly jam our entire fists into the box, Winnie the Pooh-style, and regret it in the morning, but the nostalgic, salty tang of a Cheez-It will never fade.

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