To the frustrated student who keeps scratching various profanity on my desk in chemistry: Trust me, I know exactly how you feel.
FDR: â€œThe New Deal,â€
Hoover: â€œThe Square Deal,â€
Obama: â€œThe Big F*$#ing Deal.â€ I can see the bumper sticker now.
To the guy in microeconomics: Cigarette smoke is not a substitute for deodorant.
Dear guy who stole my credit card and bought â€œStar Trek Onlineâ€: your mom is even embarrassed by you.
Is it just me, or does the new Dreamworks movie â€œHow To Train Your Dragonâ€ sound like a masturbation guide for young boys?