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Friday, June 24th, 2011 ISSUE 25
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FIVE THINGS WE HATE
WE’RE SURE YOU’LL AGREE
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GET A HOT BIKINI BOD
LOOK LIKE LINDSAY!
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RECIPE FOR DISASTER
BETTER THAN BRATWURST!
Summer Pool Etiquette CLEVES WROTE THIS I’m going to go ahead and dive into this article by saying that the pool is not for everyone (pun intended). Although it’s the summer and everyone’s talking about all the frat brahs walking around The Arc pool deck, or the drunk girls passed out face first in the water at Roland, or that time when Fink popped a floating device... it simply isn’t the place for everyone. That being said, there’s a little something called pool etiquette that I’d like to discuss, because quite frankly, I’m sick and tired of seeing people’s pubic hair exploding out of their bikinis. More than just etiquette, it’s the do’s and dont’s of attending a fun-filled water establishment. You know, to make the world a more comfortable place for everyone. Do wear sexy swimwear The reason why God created pools was because they allow and encourage hot babes to wear as little as possible. And then, God created Victoria’s Secret, so that those hot babes could look even hotter with their tits
pushed up to their necks and smothered in polka dots. And then God created cold water so that all the boys could hide their little boners more effectively. If you’ve got a bangin’ body, there’s no better place to show it off than at the pool. So go on and get yourself one-a dem thong thingies and wear the shit outta it (Pretend that I’m your friend’s creepy dad saying that to you). Don’t play Marco Polo Out of all of the awesome aquatic games to play, Marco Polo is by far the worst. First of all, it’s just a more annoying version of tag, and tag is pretty annoying. Not only are your eyes closed, but also your maneuvering in the water in general is not that simple. And then things just get weird when you’re flailing your arms around trying to catch someone, and you accidentally grab an old lady’s wet, saggy boob. You get a slap in the face, chaos ensues, and then the game’s over, and nobody wins. Now chicken fights, those are a different story!
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