Whores. Clearly. Whores.
Weak.
You could at least tell us which college you went to in Boston so we have the opportunity to point and laugh at you as well.
Nah, I prefer my post.
He got off cheap. It cost Henry Rutgers $5,000.
I just wanted you to know that someone laughed.
Why is it that when people post the stupidest of rants they rarely bother to return?
Because admitting one is an idiot is hard. That’s why I never do it.
TWO people laughed, at least. This was great, Oak.
This is awful news. Now people might not take journalism grads seriously!
<bows>
So, did you get the shit kicked out of you in high school?
Well, that escalated quickly.
I don’t care about naming it after Ron Burgundy for a day. Even a week might be OK. They’re not doing it permanently. It’s cute.
I’m annoyed by you failing to use the proper singular of “alumnus.”
I’m hard-pressed to think of anything in the news recently I could give less of a shit about. You need to relax.
Exactly. Now, once they go to a job interview, and the fact comes out that they have a communications degree, they can at least tell one interesting anecdote, before being shown the door.
I think I’ve decided that Bo gets off on the negative attention (see Quarry) and is trolling us with this OP.
I tell ya, lad, you need to think before pitting, this was an ill-advised attempt that ended up making a real dumbfuck or two look almost reasonable. You need to start an “I Pit Snowboarder Bo” thread on yourself, because we have no corner for you to stand in.
So what I get from the OP is that this collaboration is somehow “beneath” Emerson College. I also get the sense that he thinks that this is going to lead to corporate sponsorship of various college arms, like sports stadiums, until we’re applying for Harvard-FedEx University and Stanford-Forever 21.
It makes me wonder if he’s been paying much attention to what colleges do for money in the past hundred years.
I don’t know what it means. I’ll be honest: I don’t think anyone knows what it means anymore. Scholars maintain that the translation was lost hundreds of years ago.
(“Doesn’t it mean Saint Diego?” No, no. “No, that’s – that’s what it means. Really.”)
(Agree to disagree.)
I don’t know whether to be outraged or enraged.