I’m about to emotionally support you so hard.
Granted, while pride, avarice, sloth and the other by-the-(good)-book sins are best to avoid, all the transgressions listed below are locally sourced University originals.
“Litterers are quitterers.” Those are the words of my third grade crush and he was right.
I will change my name to Trixie and marry an elderly Texas billionaire for that deathbed dime.
My grandmother, unable to speak after her stroke, struggled out three words.
My mom got a call from our elementary school when my sister and I were telling the other kids about Charles Manson.
I just want to talk about trust falls without any deeper meaning attached to it. That is all.
In the words of the American poet laureate of Blockbuster’s golden age, Nelly Furtado, “All Good Things (Come To An End).”
Although the specific scenery and cast of characters may vary by area, there are certain hometown haunts we all encounter.