I've been going to the same school for seven years. In no way is that depressing.
If you can't park between the lines, you deserve to be door-dinged. Just saying.
How about a K-State sporting team actually accomplishes something before people start talking smack?
What's KU's record and what's K-State's record? Yeah, that's what I thought.
Hey Corene Brisendine, don't blame not going out on weekends on drunk drivers because no one wants to hang out with you.
If I have to listen to another Australian before class, I may just kill someone.
Would you please stop licking my hookah? Thank you.
Alex. Iron. Lamp.
So, my best friend just got a sex pack from her ex and it wasn't meant for her. I think it's time for a Corona.
I was just wondering when Han Solo crossed to the dark side.
Beth, seriously, you need to watch the Lion King. It's called the circle of life for a reason. If chickens were so smart, we'd say that everything tastes like human.
And that's when I told her I had syphilis.
It's my money and I want it now!
Full gray sweats, slouched in your seat, blasting your iPod, wearing a Tasmanian Devil hat: Pretty gangsta.
I thought the date rape drug at K-State was Natty Lite.
Dear readers of the Fourum, if none of your roommates like you at the end of the lease, can they kick you out of the house?
So, my roommate and I are eating breakfast and reading the newspaper, and we decided that reading about date rape is a much better use of our time than reading Beth Mendenhall's article. Just saying.
You're ruining all the foods I enjoy, Beth.
I'm so pro.
If there was an anti-agriculture major, I think Beth Mendenhall might be all over that.
I'm having eggs and chicken for breakfast. Pretty tasty.
I wish people would learn the Greek alphabet. "AK" is kappa, not chi.
Will the new security officers in Hale Library be able to help me with trigonometry?
Note to self: Do not take Benadryl, or you will be raped.
Dear Kramer, I'm going to keep stealing all of your orange plates one by one until you start offering fresh food for breakfast.
Ah, there's nothing like a big lung-full of second hand smoke to start the morning.
To the guy who's bike I stole from behind Seaton: Leave the case of beer, then we'll talk.
Hey Fourum, who invented toilet paper and the concept of wiping?
Dear Beth Mendenhall, that Egg McMuffin sandwich I had this morning? Delicious.
Boombox kid, you rock my world.
Hey Beth, omelets are amazing.
So, I went to the bathroom today and there was pee on the toilet seat somehow. I just wanted to ask the ladies if they pee on the toilet seat, please clean it up before you leave the stall. Thanks.
Hey, thanks for the trash can, but next time I'm throwing the confetti in your face instead of in the book bag where it ended up. Thanks, Biology Girl.
Crazy Beth is still talking crazy. Now she thinks Egg Mcmuffins are good.
From what I've seen, if you date a girl for more than a month, chances are you better buy a ring or end it fast, because they want marriage.
At the MCC orientation I went through, they said that there's a very good chance you'll meet your wife here.
Oh! Piece of candy!
Morfy Morf just told me he will never reveal his secret to success.
Beth Mendenahall's my kind of woman: smart, confident ... not.
To the four girls talking about how much they hate Beth Mendenhall: Do you want to get married?
So I came home the other night and my roommate had built a fortress. We're not really sure what she's doing behind that sheet.
Umm, so, I have the best laugh in the whole entire world.
Beth Mendenhall, in reading about your last article, I was surprised to find that you cared about the male chicken.
I think my suite-mate is in love with the Twilight guy.
I love me some Egg McMuffin.
Tim Hadachek's a badass. Screw Michael Moore.
I had three types of chicken in my lunch today, and then eggs in my rice. Take that Beth.
Yeah, I just saw a girl speed walking to class. Did anyone else see that?
Have you ever met a halfway intelligent chicken? No, you have not.
It's a wonderful day for pie.
Beth, if you'd like I'll take you out to Hunam's, unless you write an article about them.
I love eggs from my head down to my legs. I love eggs.
To that Eli Neal guy who wrote about The Schwag in the Collegian: You suck at writing.
I don't want to be harassed about Sno-Cones. I just want to eat some Chinese food in the Union.
This pear tastes like sand.
To the Australians that are bouncing off the walls in our morning classes: You guys should seriously consider a career in selling Sham Wows. That is all.
Why are the crosswalk signs on Bluemont beeping at me?
Hey, to the girl in the K-State rugby shirt: Don't you think you're a little small to be playing rugby?
Hey hey! I'm naked.
Youtube. Bro Rape.
Beth, have you ever raised chickens? I have; they're dumber than their crap.
To the guy who made my Sno-Cone in Bosco Plaza today: I really did want my grape.
Hey Derby Dining Center: How are hushpuppies an entrée?
To the guys in the red Charger: Quit creeping.
So what exactly do you do with the horses?
To the girl that me and my buddies waved at while she was walking: We can't tell you that the walking is paying off, but by God you've got a pretty smile.
Beth Peopledenhall: I had chicken for dinner, and it was amazing.
If you're going three miles an hour on a bike in front of me on a 30 mile-an-hour lane, I will run you over.
Fourum 10-1-09
Published: Thursday, October 1, 2009
Updated: Thursday, October 1, 2009
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