Becky is going on a first date with a random assumedly one-dimensional guy who she picked up at a bar to impress some friends.
I don’t have time to organize your contents! I have absolutely nothing to do and I planned on it being that way!
Humor Columnist Emma Klein shares what she'll be watching this summer.
Humor Columnist Christopher Johnson lays down some epic activities that will force you to become an entirely different person and still make it home by dinner.
Two years ago, NASA’s Transiting Exoplanet Survey Satellite (TESS) broke up with her longtime partner, Earth.
Here are the top five things I learned from my first Field Sobriety Test.
Humor Columnist Sarah Holzgrefe details her experience as a U.Va. student in the final two weeks of spring semester.
Face it, every student around you is completely flawless. And you, foolish nincompoop, are the only dud on this entire campus.
If you’re reading this, it is either because I love you deeply or because I want you to believe me dead and kindly leave my life.
Humor Columnist Jakob Cansler exposes a conspiracy claiming that the entire University is secretly run by "Hoos for Backgammon".
The following is taken directly from a letter that my friend at Georgetown sent to me earlier this week.
The bottom line here is that all of our suspicions have been confirmed: high school teachers are not to be crossed.
Humor Columnist Katie McCracken describes the struggles of achieving the perfect summer body.
Taking shots at the Life section is like taking shots at the Opinion section. There’s too much dang material.
Dartying is as ingrained in UVA culture as Thomas Jefferson, except dartying is better.
Two years ago, I was having a conversation with a British exchange student, and she told me she was from Birmingham.
In my ideal world, I would be allowed to write in the obviously superior font, Courier New.
Humor Columnist Benjamin White reports on The Cavalier Daily's decision to make all sections of the paper conform to mandatory slang to make its publications more hip with the kids.
And as I cried, I thought, “What is my purpose here on this spinning sphere of ugly meatheads? And if there is one, will I ever find it?”
Humor Columnist Sydney Branham comments on the addictive nature of snow days.
