Philosophy major seeks job, dignity by Jill Morris, Staff Writer
If I hadn't joined the Travesty, I would have never realized how much it hurts your neck to dress up like a drunken clown with giant boobs made of flour. I would have never known I could fit my entire body into a compact suitcase if appropriately cheered on. And finally, I would have never been able replace my addiction to online scrabble with an addiction to heroin. Thanks, Travesty!
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