The 40% Curve

For some, spring break brings relaxation, margaritas on the beach, sleeping in, and de-stressing after finishing midterms. For others, it means cold weather, Keystone withdrawal, and exams looming around the corner. Arguably, though, it’s the professors who assigned numerous midterms the week before break who have it the worst; they have to grade dozens of written-the-night-before essays and exams during their week off. This game is for them—to postpone the headache while grading those bad boys for the morning after. Give it a shot!

Players: 1+

Materials:

(1) handle of Recipe21 (understanding how bad an R21 hangover is will- help your prof recognize why it was so hard for you to think during your pre-noon chem exam)
Any Frank mixer of your choice (Sprite, cranberry juice, water, etc.)

Instructions:

– Take a drink each time your students use “affect” or “effect” in place of the other

– Take a drink for each time some form of the word “conclusion” is a student’s concluding

– Take three drinks for incorrect quotation citations/bibliographies/footnotes etc

– Make your drink stronger every time you come across an incorrect use of significant figures

– Finish your drink for an incomplete

Challenge round:

– Choose a random exam off the top of the pile and take a shot for every point missed

Sex Position: The March Madness

This month, take your sexual exploration to the extreme with a bracket of 68 experimental fetishes and positions approved by both you and your partner. Expand your mind (as well as a few other orifices) with some real freaky shit: toefucking, in- corporating an old hamburger bun into the love-making, etc. Over the course of a month, do the nasty and vote with your partner to decide which fucked up shit comes out the victor. Share your brackets, kinkshame your friends, and find out you’re really into some ass-backwards kinks in an absolutely exhausting and libido-destroying month of horizontal hula!

Please note: we here at the Rag are not responsible for any injuries — mental or physical — that occur as a result of your dick-bending benders.

DU Immune to the Chodey Dick of McLoughlin’s Law

HAMILTON, NY — Paul J. McLoughlin II, a name that screams, “I’ll sue your ass if you break my convoluted BP rules,” has already become an enemy of Colgate’s student body since his arrival in June 2017. From the Tail’Gate incident to his punishment of our lovely boys over at Tach, the Zoology major seems to have gotten party animals confused with actual animals–although this writer is almost positive everyone in DU has rabies. However, despite their brains rotting away and their mouths constantly frothing, the local keg-chugging strongmen have set up defensive parameters against the greasy-faced suit-and-tie menace, and their measures seem to be working. Somehow.

The weaponry down at DU includes (but is not limited to) President Casey scarecrows, 14 metric tons of salt (to scare away ghosts, vampires, WASPS, etc.), new locks on every door, a brand new password known only to close DU associates, and an XM312 heavy machine gun that can re .50 BMG rounds at a rate of 260 rpm, or, in the words of a DU brother known by the moniker of Meat, “It munches ass,” whatever that’s supposed to mean. Meat then demonstrated his weapon by ring multiple shots into a nearby car while chanting the “Delta Upsilon Ode.” He was extremely let down when the car refused to explode “like it does in the movies,” however.

Other frats haven’t been so lucky; brothers across campus are hiding any form of allegiance from plain site, instead using traditional conversational phrases to identify loyalty. The question of “Who do you know here?” will formally initiate the dialogue, with responses depending on the brother’s frat in question. For example, a Tach will tell you how much they bench, a Beta will tell you how much human shit they had to clean off their house, and any underground frat member will immediately shank you with a sharpened toothbrush and rip some white lightning off of your still-warm corpse in the name of whatever primeval god their 500μg acid trips have led them to worship. In addition to the question-answer method, quite a few members have given themselves fraternity tattoos on the most secret location of a human body; we at the Rag will have to leave that location up to your imagination.

As our readers may be aware, the Rag had called out McLoughlin previously in our February edition, going as far as to pin a copy to the board outside of his office, which was almost immediately torn down. To say the least, the Dean was unavailable for comment, although we really didn’t try too hard. Maybe we’ll just keep prodding him with editions until he actually reads them and realizes that there are some genuine complaints wrapped up in all these poop jokes. Until then, DU is the safe haven of all things slightly enjoyable yet actually disgusting when you think too much about them. Remember to pay the local meatheads a visit, and if you see a scary pale and oily man in a suit approaching you in the dead of night, throw a handful of salt at him and drunkenly sprint in the opposite direction.

HGTV Remodels Popular Student Residence in Hamilton, NY

HAMILTON, NY — After months of cancelled parties that disrupted the campus social schedule, DU brothers breaking the floor with their beefiness, and lost opportunities to hook up with freshmen girls, the brothers of Sigma Chi decided to do something about their infamous party house known as “The Swamp.” One brother who had an unusual obsession with home renovation suggested that they bring in the frat bros of HGTV, Jonathan and Drew Scott, stars of Property Brothers. The bros on all sides quickly agreed to terms, with the Scotts saying they would do the work for free because they “missed [their] own frat days so much, brah.”

Jonathan and Drew arrived in Hamilton several weeks later, and upon their first tour of the Swamp could barely contain their disgust. “Honestly, I’ve been in some pretty gross houses, but I’ve never seen anything as bad as that. You have to try to break something that way,” said Drew. However, they had to get down to work immediately, as the brothers had a long list of demands that needed to be completed in time for Block Party. The social chair, who shall remain nameless for security reasons, stated that “we definitely need this place to not break again, but we also want some built in speakers, a smaller kitchen to save space, some fridges to keep our keystones cool, and places to hide our hard alcohol. Oh, and we have to get our backyard SPW-ready.”

The Scott bros drew up some plans quickly and set to work.

Several weeks into the reno project, the Rag checked in with Jonathan to see what progress had been made. “You know, it’s a tough one. But we’ve fixed the door and reinforced it with some material normally just used for military buildings, which was expensive but de nitely worth it given what these guys normally do to the house,” said Jonathan. “However, I have some surprises up my sleeve for the boys. I’ve decided to do some renovations on their brothers’ room, including a hand-painted crest on the wall and a beautifully crafted cocaine table that they will cherish forever.”

When the house was ready, the brothers came by to take a tour from Jonathan and Drew. Outside, the boys were impressed by how nice the new dancing platform looked, and the speakers conveniently built into every tree would elevate every fraturday experience. As they moved inside, they were more and more in awe of their new house with every room. When Jonathan finally revealed the new brothers room, they were so touched by all the custom details that they decided to initiate Jonathan and Drew as brothers of Sigma Chi on the spot.

A Social Commentary on Elevated Surfaces

HAMILTON, NY — The first thing every Colgate student, okay let’s be honest, every Colgate freshman girl learns, is the importance of elevated surfaces at a party. However, most students do not think much of it beyond the aggressive “help me up” to a sweaty stranger who then lifts them onto that coveted spot on a table. But why is it that elevated surfaces have become such a critical part of a night out? The Rag has come up with a few theories:

  1. It is the best angle for Snapchat stories. How will people know if you were at the most lit party of the semester if you do not remind them with 16 vaguely similar Snapchat stories? The elevated surface allows your Snap story to pan around the room and capture just how over maximum capacity the place is.
  2. It is easy to spot that random kid from your Challenges class who you want to know how cool you are. From the vantage point of the elevated surface, you can clearly see the entire room. This way, when someone you only vaguely know walks in, you will see them before they see you. This allows you to scream their name and wave maniacally until they come over and give you an awkward hug while you lean down from your spot on the elevated surface. They now know that you are super fun and like to party.
  3. You are out of the splash zone of spilled drinks. On an elevated surface, you are the one spilling the punch onto the plebeians below you. You don’t have to fear retaliation either, because no one can get to you when you are on an elevated surface. Not only are you asserting your dominance, you manage to keep your clothes stain-free in the process.

Without the presence of elevated surfaces, Colgate students would all blend together, with no one proving to be better than anyone else. But thanks to the sets of rickety tables at every social event, the necessary hierarchy of those who are on elevated surfaces and those who are not has been put in place for all eternity.

Wanted: Dean McLoughlin

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Dean McLoughlin Ratings Plummet

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HAMILTON, NY — After months of poor performance ratings in the polls, Dean Paul J. McLoughlin of Colgate University has reached his lowest ratings yet. Just under 1% of Colgate students said that they approved or somewhat approved of the Dean’s recent actions. is descent actually exceeds the speed of President Trump’s fall from favor after taking office, which was previously thought to have been an unmatchable decline. Here, we break down the various causes of Dean McLoughlin’s plummet in the polls.

McLoughlin started off the year strong, with a good endorsement from beloved President Casey. He made some great speeches about listening to the students and all the classic new-administrator cliches, and it seemed like the students were willing to trust him. For the first few weeks of school, his approval ratings remained in the mid-80s, which is actually where President Putin of Russia tends to hover. Perhaps this should have been a sign of his future as a fascist leader.

The first large hit to his approval ratings came immediately after the weekend of the infamous Tail’Gate, hosted by the Dean himself. In an effort to draw students away from the grand tradition of Fraturday and make the school care about sports, the Dean abused his authority and cancelled all parties scheduled Saturday afternoon. He declared that students would be allowed to bring alcohol to the game, but in such a regulated way that it could never hope to replicate the tailgates of the SEC schools. After a weekend of sad, off-campus fraturdays, his approval sunk to barely 50%.

Later in the fall, McLoughlin signalled that he was ready to start making bigger changes on campus, specifically in the social realm. Apparently, Colgate’s lax (read: fun) enforcement of social hosting policies did not match his dictatorial style. At a forum for his proposed new rules, he spoke passionately about hiring outside security, banning lengthy parties, and carefully monitoring the alcohol consumption of every party attendee. Despite students ardent pleas against these proposals, he continued onward with his draconian ideas, leaving his approval rating hovering in the 30s.

The final blow came at the beginning of second semester. All winter break, students had been fantasizing about finally being able to return to Tach parties after their probation was lifted. Most students thought the probation was unjust in the first place, so everyone was more than ready to get back to grade-A raging. However, McLoughlin seemed to think that they had not done their penance, and arbitrarily extended their punishment, which plunged him to his current approval rating. Despite the fact that the probation has since been lifted, Colgate students will struggle to trust the Dean ever again.

Poop Standoff Breaks 27 Year Record

HAMILTON, NY — The situation in the fourth floor Case Library women’s bathroom has received official crisis status as of press time. Three hours prior a record was broken for Colgate’s longest poop standoff, ever. The two unidentified females have been occupying the second and middle stalls of the bathroom for over 32 hours now, each waiting for the other to give up and move to a different bathroom for her bowel movement.

For those unfamiliar with the poop standoff, your ignorance is understandable, as these typically afflict the female population and events of this magnitude are rare. There are a number of theories that seek to explain the female poop standoff phenomenon. Many point to societal pressures on women to fart glitter and shit rainbows, rather than allowing them to accept and enjoy a nice, steamy dump. High rates of poop shyness and a lack of accessible one-stall bathrooms around campus occasionally bring girls head-to-head while trying to secretly take a public shit. It tends to play out in a scenario involving one person entering the bathroom first, and believing the bathroom to be empty, beginning her pooping process. This is immediately followed by the entrance of a second person, who assumes that the first person will be leaving the bathroom shortly. She enters the stall, and waits her turn to poop. This is the trap. Both now sit in utter silence, delaying defecation in the hopes that the other will leave.

The length of any given poop stando depends on two main factors: rates of stubborness and strength of anal muscles in both players. A question of mental health comes into play when an occurrence lasts longer than four hours, as pointed out by clinical psychologist Dr. Hhardschtoole, “Most rational people would just give in and shit with someone else there, like, at a certain point both people know the other is there to lay a deuce, so own it. Really let ‘er rip.” Many agree with Dr. Hhardschtoole’s “let ‘er rip” sentiments, and in the wake of a record-breaking poop standoff, rumors of an anti-poop shyness movement are flying.

The two players (victims?) in this historic fourth floor poop standoff have yet to be identified, nor has either made any move to shit or move. The bathroom remains silent, except for a few rustles of the toilet paper holder and some shuffling feet. Emergency responders are concerned that the girls have lost feeling in their lower bodies, and at this point are likely unable to shit or move. Medical evacuation is imminent.

Delta Upsilon Infects Campus with Cow Strep

HAMILTON, NY — As a particularly contagious flu season comes to its end, Colgate students have looked optimistically towards a feverless, phlegm-less future for their emotionally, physically, mentally, and spiritually compromised immune systems. Relieved that they may once again steals sips from anonymous Keystones and swap saliva with sanitarily ambiguous strangers, many have returned to the party scene with an unprecedented hormonal fervor. But tread with caution, naive nymphomaniacs, for a new hazard lurks behind the inviting facade of our filthy, dilapidated frat estates. Streptococcal Infection C, also known as Strep C, or “that nasty cough the thot in your micro-econ class has had for like a week” has grown increasingly common around campus, following a recent outbreak believed to have originated at DU over the weekend.

Symptoms of the illness include fever, sore throat, and coughing, all caused by TINY BUGS EATING AWAY AT YOUR THROAT’S FLESH – tiny flesh eating bugs commonly transferred by sharing food or shoving your tongue down someone else’s throat. If you have any of these symptoms, or just feel like shit, medical experts would advise you to go to the Student Health Center to receive antibiotics along with pitying looks of judgment on account of your undoubtable hoe-ish behaviour.

What is particularly unique, however, is the origins of this particular strain. These aren’t your run-of-the-mill throat-bugs, these are barnyard throat-bugs. Yes, Strep C is typically contracted from livestock and barnyard animals. As the Monthly Rag is a cultured literary magazine only focused on the most erudite of discussions and topics, we won’t address the obvious fact that DU fucks cows, but rather why they would choose to fuck cows. The theories are as limitless as a Colgate student’s access to psychoactive drugs: few and underwhelming.

“I think its to deter Juul-moochers,” local conspiracy theorist Dasani Batali argues. “If you infect people with nasty-ass cow diseases, they probably won’t want to take a hit from your pen. Or they just like to fuck cows.” The administration has already gone to great lengths to stifle any controversy regarding the outbreak, practically draining the fraternity hush money slush for the semester. With such bureaucratic veils disrupting our freedom to information, it’s uncertain we will ever know the origins or motives behind this event, whether it be biochemical terrorism or mere accident. But DU probably fucks cows.

One Giant Shit Show: Dislocated Legs and Forgotten Vapes

HAMILTON, NY — It all started with four tequila shots and, of course, as any other great Jug night begins, with no intention of going to the Jug. After 19 years of not drinking, Buzzedfeed Vapegurl (@buzzedfeed_vapegurl) decided to jump on the bandwagon. Two hours of singing, vaping, and ding-dong ditching later, Vapegurl decided it was time for some drama.

Somehow, while standing completely still, she managed to fall against the 3rd floor West armoire, sending her patella to the opposite side of her leg. Now, fortunately, tequila has some numbing effects, so she wasn’t in pain. On the other hand, wits were numbed as well, and 7-shot-deep Bearded Redflame – AKA Doctor Watchedallofscrubstwiceexceptfortheninthseason – decided the best plan of attack would be to relocate it himself. It was pretty gross. If you want to shut down a party, just whip out a dislocated leg. People hate looking at that shit.

Flash forward a week, and Vapegurl has a busted knee, crutches, and two (2) more Jug nights under her belt. Despite the fact that she could most definitely easily hobble through the stairless, non-icy, extremely safe hill from the Bryan Complex to the quad, and that Colgate’s campus is very handicap accessible (they told professors not to park in handicap spots anymore so she can leave her crutches there), Vapegurl has been added to Campo’s transport list.

Unfortunately, since it’s really unusual for Hamilton to get snow this time of year, there were no chains or snow tires on the car driving Vapegurl to her Super Bowl party. After 5 minutes of blocking traffic, unable to get enough traction in the 6 inches snow to leave the Curtis loop, Mr. Campo Driver lucked out when avid gym goers Yard Frosen and Papa Zahapa showed up to save the day.

“I’ve been working out every day and I thought it would be a cool opportunity to show off my biz to a girl who physically could not walk away,” Frosen responded when asked about the event.

“I really didn’t want to do it, and I’m from Philly, and was mad that Yard wanted to help. GO BIRDS,” Zahapa stated. “We were missing the pregame commentary, and I’m from Philly so I really wanted to make it on time, but at least we did end up helping them get off the road. Go birds!” He finished.

“Like, I don’t even care that I only got dropped off halfway to my destination. I got there fine and only fell once,” Vapegurl explained. “It’s not like both my knees are busted. I’m just embarrassed that I forgot my vape in their car and have to ask them to bring it back next time they pick me up.”