*Death, doom, destruction. *Marvin Lowenthal. *Insomnia-induced starvation. *Total hard drive meltdown. *All your friends get married and start spawning. *You're fired. *pH imbalance. *Night terrors.
(He lived in Alper House, and graduated with me in '06. One time, a friend and I decided to interrupt Marvin's take-home math exam with an attack of small, pink, girly objects. We put on silly hats and gathered "ammo" before going upstairs to Marvin's room. He turned out to be in another building, watching a movie. We declared him the Worst Ever. Anything that goes poorly is now Marvin's fault. Marvin himself admits as much.)
1 and 7 seem like the worst ones. :grin: If I found out I were a guy, I would do nothing but investigate strippers, blowjobs and anal sex. For weeks. Oh man, it would be awesome.
The Christians were right, and you go to a place of suffering for all eternity, with each torture more excrutiating than the last. Or maybe everyone you love goes there too and it's your fault.
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*Marvin Lowenthal.
*Insomnia-induced starvation.
*Total hard drive meltdown.
*All your friends get married and start spawning.
*You're fired.
*pH imbalance.
*Night terrors.
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(He lived in Alper House, and graduated with me in '06. One time, a friend and I decided to interrupt Marvin's take-home math exam with an attack of small, pink, girly objects. We put on silly hats and gathered "ammo" before going upstairs to Marvin's room. He turned out to be in another building, watching a movie. We declared him the Worst Ever. Anything that goes poorly is now Marvin's fault. Marvin himself admits as much.)
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As opposed to something.
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