To the girls in my physiology class: Please stop asking so many questions about castration. Iâ€™m starting to worry.
You know your roommate is an engineer when he tries to guess the volume of a pair of breasts at the gym.
It figures that the day after I break my two-year dry spell, those evangelical guys start handing out Bibles.
To the guy sitting in front of me in physics: You probably shouldnâ€™t be torrenting a file called â€œpure18xxxâ€ on CSUâ€™s wifi.