Body scan me please
I’ve always thought of myself as a wannabe exhibitionist; a Lady Godiva without a horse.
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I’ve always thought of myself as a wannabe exhibitionist; a Lady Godiva without a horse.
A person’s ethnic culture, as depicted on reality television, has been diluted to a throw-away adjective.
Somehow, cannabis has become a cultural rallying cry. Not coke or meth, and not another audacious pastime, such as drag racing or sidewalk graffiti.
Can something private and lecherous become something public and empowering? This is a loaded question, and I am not sure of the answer, but a recent news story has brought this issue to light.
Earlier this week, I was lucky enough to see the Belle & Sebastian play at The Chicago Theatre. Despite an excellent performance, I witnessed what I so often do at concerts: quiet, tender musical moments shattered by unwelcome whistles and importunate shouts.
“Before having sex with anyone, people will have to check their partners’ buttocks before proceeding,” Myeni said. Disease carriers would be marked with a warning label similar to cigarette packages. Initial thoughts? Sounds similar to a cross between The Scarlet Letter and that scene from Raiders of the Lost Ark.
Like all novice time travelers, Christine O’Donnell is still acclimating to her new environment. Likely hailing from the early 17th century, she has now inexplicably found herself in a world that has left her behind.
The Internet has allowed the weeds to blossom in our political garden.
I think I figured out what it means to be an adult. It has nothing to do with physical development or financial independence.
The Scottish Episcopal Church has decided the Christian God is no longer male and is instead “beyond human gender .” They have removed words such as “Lord,” “He,” “His,” “Him” and “mankind” from services in order to promote this idea. Some ministers have even changed the final blessing, which includes the phrase “Father, Son and Holy Spirit,” to “Creator, Redeemer and Sanctifier .”
Some people I’ve spoken with believe satire is only appropriate when the subject being satirized has been fairly and accurately depicted by the mainstream media.
Unlike my previous article, which merely discussed the nuances of pooping in public places, I’d now like to examine the life-changing abilities of this vile bile.
I’m a bit disappointed in KFC. For all the publicity the company is gathering because of its new prized product, I expected something much more extravagan
Nearly every day, I read about a religiously motivated act of hate or violence.
In a country that permits freedom of speech and protest, the use of Holocaust comparisons to counter a particular political movement is nothing new.
Inspired by MTV’s smash hit “Boiling Points,” “Old Yellers” is a hidden-camera game show that tests how long random bystanders can endure the company of Rep. Randy Neugebauer, R-Texas, and Rep. Joe Wilson, R-S.C., before completely giving up on the Republican Party.
I decided I needed to form an opinion on whether this form of crime prevention was right or wrong.
The word “sex” perpetually clogs our senses.
Like many universities, IU places athletics above higher education.
Breast milk has more vitamin E, more iron, more essential fatty acids and less sodium than cow milk. It tastes sweeter, too, and has powerful antibodies that cow milk lacks.