Double the ones, double the fun? This weekend was my co-22nd birthday party, and when six bodacious females throw a rager, guys are inevitably going to show up. Yet, despite the luxurious number of co...
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Do you remember the kindergarten friend who taught you how to get all the way across the monkey bars? Or the friend you had in middle school who stuck by you through the tumultuous headgear years? Wha...
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If you never got the memo, Spring Break is just epic preparation for its successor, an annual phenomenon that arrives just in the nick of time: Spring Quarter. For the past three years I've greeted th...
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If you never got the memo, Spring Break is just epic preparation for its successor, an annual phenomenon that arrives just in the nick of time: Spring Quarter. For the past three years I've greeted th...
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In an effort to improve our sewer-classiness to red-light-district-classiness, this week's topic will be a lesson in etiquette. Note: I am in no way insulting spliff-smoking at graduation, 9 a.m. hand...
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Dark coils of hair decorate his chest, and his muscular arms grip my waist with a lusty firmness. He rips off my underwear and pushes me against the wall and... whoops! Sorry, guys. Didn't mean for yo...
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Did you know there are over 21,000 students enrolled at UCSB? That's 21,000 chances to meet someone you can converse with, flirt with and sleep with. The series of events along our condom-lined path t...
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Ah, Spring. It has arrived in full bloom, along with cloudless skies and girls in bikinis and UGGs working on their February tans. As the weather continues its persistent custom of cycling from warm t...
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Take cover, children. Cupid will be here in just four days, and he is covered in heart-shaped boils ejaculating chocolate-flavored pus. Based on my past several Valentine's Days, this diaper-clad ange...
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I've been writing this column for about six weeks now, and word is finally getting around. People from the dorms who used to conveniently receive text messages when they passed me at the gym are sudde...
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This article is dedicated to guys out there who have suffered from Limp Dick Syndrome: a condition that does NOT result in crazy hot sex and is caused by nervousness, malfunction or excessive alcohol ...
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Hello. My name is Kera, and I'm a drunk dialer. It's been a rough seven weeks, two days and about 13 hours, but I'm finally cured. If it weren't for the support of my sponsor, Sext Message, I might be...
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When my English professor asked our class what we did over Winter Break, I kept my mouth shut. I wasn't prepared to inform 38 strangers that I spent my vacation investigating Santa Barbara's sexual de...
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Thanksgiving weekend is right around the corner -- and it's sure to be stuffed. Stuffed with turkey, stuffed with pie, stuffed with kamikaze shots with Grandma and, if you have any respect for your be...
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Andrew Seguin’s submission about his negative experiences in English football stands (“English Jeering Takes Fun out of Football,” Daily Nexus, Nov. 16, 2009) reminded me of how awesome the Gauc...
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“dusty rusty crusty musty ass california hills”
“frowning in plaid (haunted radios, bird bones + anthropomorphized wind)”
“warming my hands on bridges i’ve burnt”
“songs that make me see god”
“My Playlist #236”
“classy wine moment and intellectual conversation”
“90s heroin chic model off duty”
“tweet tweet bird emoji map emoji”
“not my circus, not my monkeys”
“a grave is probably cheaper than an apartment”
“ATE THESE BITCHES LEFT NO CRUMBS / DID IT IN DESIGNER PUMPS”
