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	<title>College Advice from the Coolest Kid in High School</title>
	<pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2007 14:22:39 -0400</pubDate>
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    		<![CDATA[<p>Whatup, little dude? Say <em>what</em>?! You made it to college? Man, I remember when you were a pimple-faced freshman straight out of junior high. It's one of the few things I <em>do</em> remember from back in school, if you know what I mean. You know that overwhelming odor of marijuana emanating from the second-floor boy's bathroom? Well, let's just say you have yours truly and six semesters of the Shire's finest pipe weed to thank for that aroma. That restroom was my home away from home. And for a few weeks after I threatened mom's boyfriend with a steak knife, it <em>was</em> my home. What, you think that sweet IROC-Z Camaro drawing carved itself into that stall door? If you do I'll have to start calling you Barbarino from <em>Welcome Back, Kotter</em>, 'cause you're "so confused!"<br   /><br   /><div class="left_a3 small_a3 noborder_a3"><img src="http://1.media.collegehumor.com/collegehumor/ch6/b/c/collegehumor.ec488b5b3502e1c6b529bd8ce5635d26.jpg" width="150"  /></div>Man, I wish I had a teach' like Mr. Kotter back then. Not like that son of a bitch I had for phys-ed junior year, Coach McDougal. One day I just couldn't take his BS anymore and gave that fascist a grade-A haymaker to the jaw. Why? Maybe because Denise had broken up with me behind the Arby's the night before. Maybe because I'd just seen <em>The Breakfast Club</em> and had enough of, you know, like, the totalitarian regime of the educational system and junk. Or maybe it was those mysterious pills Jimmy Brenner from metal shop gave me--the ones that upped my testosterone and signifigently impaired my judgement. I guess we'll never know.</p></>
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    		Written 2007-06-04 14:22:39    			 by &#60;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/user:101226">Patrick Cassels&#60;/a>
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	<title>You're Never Going To Find These Eggs</title>
	<pubDate>Fri, 06 Apr 2007 12:50:44 -0400</pubDate>
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    		<![CDATA[Oh. My. God. I am a mastermind. I am an evil genius. I am Godlike. You will never- NEVER find these eggs. There's just no way. Try. Go on, start looking. Oh yeah, yeah, on the mantle, that's a good start. ERRRR! Wrong! You think I'd hide eggs in the living room? The OBVIOUS first place you'd look? I'm not retarded kids, that's you.<br   /><br   />Ok, ok, the kitchen. You're getting warmer, I guess. PSYCHE. Why would I tell you if you were getting warmer? You think I want you to find these eggs? Keep looking, morons.<br   /><br   /><div class="left_a3 small_a3 noborder_a3"><img src="http://4.media.collegehumor.com/collegehumor/ch6/8/1/collegehumor.3fcb95a8e785f24db4801271649b13c2.jpg" width="150"  /></div>Going outside now, eh? Finally making some good decisions. Maybe I don't have to be ashamed of you after all. Don't insult me Ben, you think I'd hide the eggs right by the steps to the porch? You'll have to crawl a lot further underneath the deck to find any eggs at all. Samantha might be on to something! But, Sam, hey- Sam, you're going to have to climb that tree MUCH higher if you want to find anything. Don't be a baby, reach for that branch. You have to commit to the climb, Sam. One more branch up...you've almost found the first egg...NOT! HAHAHA, whoops! Looks like there aren't any eggs in the tree either! Maybe you'll find a bird egg?! Idiot.<br   /><br   />You know what, maybe we should go inside, this is pointless. Know why? Because you will NEVER find these eggs. I started planning for this in June of last year. I haven't slept in 4 days because I've been hiding and rehiding eggs. Even if you think you find the eggs, you won't have. Because I've planted dummy eggs all over the yard. <br   /><br   />By the time you find these f*cking eggs they'll be full grown chickens! Yeah, that's right, Samantha, I didn't even boil them! If you don't find them soon all the baby chickens will die and it will be all your fault. Why are you crying? That kind of attitude never found any eggs. Man up, Samantha.<br   /><br   />No, Ben, don't be a smartass. This isn't why your mother left. You want to know why I do this, Samantha? For the same reason I've faked my own gruesome death every Halloween for the past 4 years, for the same reason I broke both my legs and fractured my skull coming down the chimney as Santa last Christmas. I do this because I love you guys. And I'm giving you a true Holiday to remember. I love you two very much. Now go out there and find. Those. F*cking. Eggs. NOW.</>
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    		Written 2007-04-06 12:50:44    			 by &#60;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/user:298">Jake Hurwitz&#60;/a>
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	<title>The Namesake Of Murphy's Law Attempts To Perform Surgery For The First Time</title>
	<pubDate>Sat, 09 Jun 2007 23:44:27 -0400</pubDate>
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	<title>She'll Come Back to Me Now That I Bought This RV</title>
	<pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 10:21:05 -0400</pubDate>
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	<title>Friedrich Engels Tries To Get Laid</title>
	<pubDate>Sun, 08 Apr 2007 18:47:51 -0400</pubDate>
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	<title>A Classics Major Gets Laid...Maybe</title>
	<pubDate>Wed, 11 Apr 2007 02:50:37 -0400</pubDate>
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    		<![CDATA[<p>Come hither, yonder wench and allow me tell you the tale of horny Aphrodite &ndash; the goddess who never wanted for attention!  Hers is a tale of tawdry torment, of bounteous lust, of skin-slapping without end!  &lsquo;Tis the tale of the night fox, indeed it is!  Ha, ha, ha.  Oh, yes!  Oh yes, indeed!  <br   /><br   />Are you ready to bow down to the Scepter of Agamemnon, my love?  You must be, for your eyes sing songs to my heart&rsquo;s delight and your lips are full and red!  Ours shall be a boning that sweeps away time and space &ndash; more akin to the chaos of the void than the harmony of the Cosmos, yes?<br   /><br   />Methinks my mighty oak be ready for the damp glen of your nether regions. <br   /><br   />Come now, my love, for the time is nigh!  We shall be off and soaked as a salt-sprayed ship bound for the Aegean!  And when we arrive, I shall enter your gates as innocently as a Trojan horse, only to release armed Greeks into your burning citadel&hellip;.<br   /><br   />Ready your sopping galley, for my seamen are set to board!  <br   /><br   />Oh hey &ndash; wait.  Do you have money for cab fare?...&lsquo;cause my Visa&rsquo;s sorta maxed out after all those shots.  Yeah?  Great.  <br   /><br   />Then let us leap as fleet-footed Mercury, for I&rsquo;m about to pass out! </p></>
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	<title>The Student Who Cares Too Much About Others Being Late to Class</title>
	<pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2007 13:55:38 -0400</pubDate>
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    		<![CDATA[<p>Man, this Econ class sure is difficult. It's pretty annoying coming to class early every single time just to ask the professor questions about everything we've already gone over a few times. But it'll be worth it when I get my A. Thank God the semester is almost over. Wait a second, the door is opening. It's that goddamn kid that always comes in 40 minutes late! Jesus Christ, there's only 10 minutes left of class. Why would he come that late to class? He's already missed pretty much the entire lecture. WTF?</p></>
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