Can someone explain decaf coffee to me? Not the what, just the why.
Why do sorority girls show up everywhere in odd numbers? Because they can’t even.
If I could read all these bad things people are saying about UNC, I would be so pissed.
To Nicky Showtime the stripper man, I want to hate you, but that Boston accent is so hahd to dislike.
Seriously though, when is Tar Heel Takeout going to start offering alcohol delivery? #thirstworldproblems
To the guy walking around campus with the metal lunch pail, in the words of Jameis Winston, “IF WE GON DO IT THEN, WE DO IT BIG THEN!”
This weather is like a final $&@# you before spring break.
We had an amazing comeback to beat Duke, got biscuits vs. Wake and then stole a game at State in OT, all in the same week. There should be no kvetching here.
Hey UNC Memes, if you could focus more on being a relic from two years ago and less on being a political mouthpiece, that would be great.
Raise your hand if you feel personally victimized by d00k basketball.
I, for one, am glad James Michael McAdoo is better at playing basketball than he is at growing facial hair.
UNC: The only place where an inch of snow means a line for Instagrams at the Old Well #snOMG
Why, by the coiled horns on Ramses’ well-fortified head, are you texting me “Goodnight”?
Currently playing the “Whose boots are louder?” game with every other female on campus. Chancellor Folt going 76 in a 55 mph zone. #PJstatus
Next time someone asks me what I’m doing after I graduate I’m going to respond with “When was your last bowel movement?” So we can both feel unaccomplished and uncomfortable.
I left my last microbiology class convinced I’m doomed to die of either botulism or rabies. Happy LDOC?
To the boy in math who constantly digs for nose gold and then eats it: I understand that it’s the end of the semester, but can’t you just beg for swipes like everybody else?
Senior year: where the percent of classes you attend is nearly as pitiful as our team’s free-throw percentage.