Dogs: the Evil on the Other End of the Leash

Dogs are evil. Yes, dear sinner, they may deceive you with their looks. Yes! Dear sinner! They have pinch-able cheeks, they have fluff, they have the works. Evil. Just looking at the face of a Pomeranian fills me with visceral rage. For I, dear sinner, have not fallen victim to their works of deception— nay, I have discovered them. Though it has taken lots of thinking and lots of time to gather my evidence, I am finally able to, within my capabilities, aptly delineate the devil that is in the dog.

The End of an Era: Fordham Says Goodbye to Beloved Auntie Anne’s

As a freshman at Fordham, it has taken me a little while to get used to all the sites, sounds, and nuances of living on campus and taking classes. My first week wasn’t exactly what you’d call fantastic. Sure, my orientation group was really nice, but I lost my room key on the second day of orientation. Not fun at all. One of my biggest concerns however, was what in the Lord’s name was I going to be eating.