Copyright is a bitch

Due to copyright issues, the following video could not be named "It's So Cold in the DC" but you can still imagine. Enjoy this documentary of our fantastic Dining Center.

OVERHEARD AT THE DC

Saturday 11/21/09 outside the DC

"We can either go for a bike ride or smoke pot and watch 30 Rock"
"Dude, those things are definitely not mutually exclusive"
"Done."

- Cancer Corner

Second Hand What?

One cool evening I strolled out of the dc ready for a relaxing cigarette and expecting to continue with my nightly routine. not so. As I was casually pulling out my lighter, the dc doors burst open and out walked a boy in sweatpants who upon exiting ripped himself a new one. the fart reverberated through the outdoor foyer but without stopping he just aired it out with a little waddle and continued down the stairs. His friend didn't even look his way. At least his routine isn't destroying his lungs; maybe just a little of his dignity.
- acdc maxazria

Fro-Yo Information

thank god the fro-yo is back, my heart has been slowly thawing without it.
♥ Lady-DC

Guilt pt 1

Why did I have to steal that bear bottle of honey from the DC? It stares at me from on top of my refrigerator, and when it’s dark, I can see its shadow on the wall.

-LadyDC ♥

Light of my life, fire of my loins

I staggered groggily into the DC Thursday morning about thirty minutes before my 9:00 A.M. Psyc. Class, the seductive stank of the angry omelet man’s griddle ushering me comfortingly inside. My mind was already wandering in ecstatic release at the thought of the feast which awaited me as I made my way through the majestic, oak paneled doors and towards the DC employee (oh, the Woman!) standing expectantly behind the register, a voluptuous smile glistening upon her chocolate brown lips. I advanced forward eagerly and presented my VCard with the usual, passionate thrust of my pulsing appendage, but, to my breathless wonderment, it was received this time, not with the passive resignation I had come to expect from my daily DC explorations, but rather, on this magical morning, by an enticing and sensual caress delivered to my throbbing palm as her hand brushed mine for, oh, but an instant. She snatched my VCard away as I stood before her with my breath hot in my throat, my arm still erect in longing. She plunged it down into the slot, and then twice more before handing it back with a disinterested shrug as I, lip trembling, sensations ablaze, slid mechanically into the DC and away from her. In all it took only eighteen minutes to satisfy the angry rumbling in my stomach with a heavenly combination of cinnamon rolls and laxative stuffed eggs, but the unplacated longing in my loins had just begun.

PapaTropicana

Burger Bums

French burger day at the DC today. Was totally wondering if the Almighty would smile upon me this morning as I brushed the bread crumbs off of my blanket. Wouldn't have been surprised if I were forced to once again approach the burger station and be berated by that grumpy man. Totally not my fault that nothing else in the DC satisfies my enormous appetite. Burger love no matter what.

Also, there is something totally lovely about the like little bead of grease that runs down the bun, vaguely resembling the salty tears I taste on my lips every evening before I fall asleep.

Y'all ladies have no idea how much sadness I have inside of me. Have to fill it up with bun, ketchup, lettuce, tomate, onion, patty, bun. Maybe some fries on the side.

Lastly guys, I've got a problem--namely, that I have no clue what to eat in the mornings. No burgers? WTF.

Do you guys like burgurs?
Anyone else love the french burgurs today?
Y'all think I should try something else to eat tomorrow?
Any boys out there love burgers too?

♥
burgurgurl

What is a muppet anyway?

It is a well agreed upon fact among tour guides that the beloved front opening of our ACDC was featured in the hit film "Muppets Take Manhattan" (1984)



This kind of product placement in a high budget kind of film really questions the integrity of the film institute in which these "muppets" graduated from. Furthermore, the mere connotation of "muppets" to our DC presupposes the 3rd party view on our insular community and undermines our standards of yum-yums. To allow non-members of our community to judge our DC food questions the validity of our dining institutions. Are we all just "muppets" lost on an island [a la manhattan clam chowder]? To question authority is to lose the game.


DC food is delicious, and no muppet will take that away from me.

xoxo Docktapus

Bananananza!

Dear DC Diary,

Today, I realized something in the DC. Since the beginning of school my banana consumption has increased exponentially. This is a recent development, even though my love for the banana [and other phallic, potassium rich foods] is as timeless as the DC itself, for some reason I just have been eating more of them lately.

It is well known fact that DC is the premier hotstop on campus for "hooking up" with single strangers and potential drunk sex partners, but I cannot help noticing that special single stranger I met at that baseball TH party in the first week. Whenever I see him in the DC, I always want to talk to him, maybe while waiting to get froyo and granola or for a caprese panini to grill. My best gal pal P-bear turns me today, she turns to me and says, "You know ______ there _____ __ _____ is, you should go talk to him." I turns to her and I says, "Nah I bet he doesn't even remember me. I'll just go get a banana."

It was then that I realized my great finding. My sexually frustrated conscious has been turning to my subconscious and being like, "You know I need some dick!" then the subconscious is all like, "well bananas are like dicks" so now I'm jonesin for some potassium cum all up in my cereal.

xoxo Docktopus

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