<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702</id><updated>2012-01-16T17:25:32.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Overheard at Cornell</title><subtitle type='html'>Sick of the overwhelming stupid smacking you in the ear every day at Cornell University?  Send us the hilarious, stupid or just out there things you hear, when and where you heard them, and by who (no names, just generic description) and we'll publish them.  
Either post it as a comment or send it to overheardatcornell@gmail.com.  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It's been a long time.  You stopped checking the blog, you gave up on the possibility of seeing it again, maybe you even started reading impostor overheard in the Sun.  It's been hard for me to.  Ive received emails of derision and desperation.  I've felt guilty, filled with malaise.  I even lost my ability to pick out overheards walking around campus.  (Seriously, once you start trying, you can tell within five seconds whether a conversation you're hearing will give you a good one or not.)  But then I realized, what the hell, the revenue from the google ads is too easy to give up. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that stupid column's gone from the Sun and now it's just us baby; you, me, and the silly bastards prancing about Cornell giving vent to their most vapid nothings.    Anyway, here are some old ones (from back in the day when I was still updating regularly) to whet your appetite.  Come this semester beginning, I await with great vigor and excitement the renewal of our work together.&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who isn't, really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor: I'm a facebook whore!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ho plaza, heard by Gbern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So...not a totally perfect frat boy, then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frat boy: Golfers scare me...like democrats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-fiji, heard by anonymous&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one coming all the way from South Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IC Girl #1: You're such a drunk asshole&lt;br /&gt;IC Boy: Come on, I don't even know you. I appologized like 2 and a half times.&lt;br /&gt;IC Girl #2: I'm not drunk.  See?  I can do a cartwheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-location unknown, heard by franco&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as it's possible, send me up some delicious overheards&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell {at} gmail.com&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-178744037467991883?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/178744037467991883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=178744037467991883' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/178744037467991883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/178744037467991883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2008/07/summertime-in-city.html' title='Summertime in the city'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-1008101524282593858</id><published>2007-10-04T18:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T18:50:18.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The hottest October</title><content type='html'>Fall break tomorrow.  Ya'll best get psyched!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We got a lot from this guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spanish Professor: Ah, Boston. The Windy City&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-uris, heard by slagathor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tag, you're illiterate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: His name is Jason. It’s laser, with a J.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-alpha delt, also slagathor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Putting the PC in RPCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: You know what I miss? Special Ed kids. There are no Special Ed kids at this school. You could pet them.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rpcc, also slagathor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are they in the men's room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorority Girl: So she walked into the men's room and was like "Tell me I'm not a slut" and I was like "You are a complete ho" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kennedy hall, heard by hearing aid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tragedy, lightly explained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: She's a complete whore.&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: No she's not.&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: She cheated on her boyfriend, and now she's pregnant, and she's 19.&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: No! *Pauses* Well, that was ages ago!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-appel, heard by thechou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Always know your limits, ladies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alochoholic Girl: I don't know why I even go out anymore -- I don't know where my friends are, I don't know what's going on, I don't know where I am. You can't go out at Cornell, you just get blackout!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-teagle, heard by two buck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing can compare to the Omish though...daaaamn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preppy guy: I've got kind of a fetish for those Mennonite girls. Did you see them? They were hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cascadilla gorge, heard by mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hypocrite, but at least not a pregnant one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor passing out prelims:  I have been instructed by the university to tell you all to turn your cell phones off...apparently you can text your friends to get answers...you guys are so smart, I never would have thought of that!  You know in England they have special test rooms with devices that knock out cell phones...[HIS cell phone rings...and he answers]...Hello?  Bad timing. Yeah.  Just giving an exam. Ok..[hangs up] Sorry that was Catherine Zeta Jones and I had to tell her to wait for me...no I'm just kidding...it was my wife.  She had good news, she's not late!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-uris, heard by nicole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I mean, does anyone else think chalking for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;the presidency of the United States of America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; is a little pathetic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Looking at Ron Paul 08 chalking*&lt;br /&gt;Grad student 1: I mean, it's great that a drag queen is running for President, but why is he running as a Republican?&lt;br /&gt;Grad student 2: I think you mean Ru Paul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ho plaza, heard by block&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But...isn't late...hot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk Girl in Hoochie Skirt: But I don't want to leave yet.&lt;br /&gt;Angry boyfriend: Too fucking bad. I called you a half hour ago, you came late, so I drank without you. &lt;br /&gt;Stupid friend: Yeah man.&lt;br /&gt;Drunk girl in hoochie skirt: So... I have to drink by myself?&lt;br /&gt;Angry boyfriend: Fuck this. I need gum.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-collegetown, also block&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;booyakasha. Submit, me hearties&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell[at]gmail[dot]com  (Goddamn spammers!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-1008101524282593858?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/1008101524282593858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=1008101524282593858' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/1008101524282593858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/1008101524282593858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/10/hottest-october.html' title='The hottest October'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-1603721033108815373</id><published>2007-09-23T23:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T00:10:53.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whack Attack</title><content type='html'>Sorry kinder.  Been a while.  Here comes some updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College is gonna teach you a lot, kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshman: Yeah, Donlon is shaped like a vagina.&lt;br /&gt;O.L.: Ummm....I think you mean thong.&lt;br /&gt;Freshman: Aren't they the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-outside donlon, heard by nirmal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes reputations must be earned, young one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl : Wait, so why do you hate Harvard, Yale, and Princeton?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Cause we should be just as overated and pretentious, but we're not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rpcc, heard by neil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is, in fact, this easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Where are you going?&lt;br /&gt;Friend in Suit: To sell out. Wanna come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tower road, heard by meg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think this kid could very well live on my street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl on cell, 3pm on a Tuesday: Wait, you're seriously this drunk right now? Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-arts quad, also meg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I also can't walk.  What do I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Girl in car pulls up next to two guys walking by the road)&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I can't drive this car. It's my friend's car and I got a flat tire, and I really needed to drive. I'm afraid to drive it, I might get in an accident.&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: Where are you going?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: To the gym. (awkward pause) Girl: And I'm afraid I'll get in an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-linden ave, heard by kimothy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But it had wings!  It was pretty much a bird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: A bird just flew into my ear and dropped DEAD on the GROUND!&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: Really?? Is it still there??&lt;br /&gt;Girl 3: It wasn't a real bird, it was just a big bug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cook st, heard by lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pronounced Nu-q-ler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerned boy: If we don't do something about Iran, I predict we will see another nuclear war in our lifetimes.&lt;br /&gt;Confused boy: Wait, when was the first one?&lt;br /&gt;Concerned boy: You mean... World War 2?&lt;br /&gt;Confused boy: We used nuclear weapons during WW2?&lt;br /&gt;Girl across table: My God, please PLEASE put down People Magazine and read a fucking textbook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-trillium, heard by jaydot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Still in love with that Patty Mayonaise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Frat-tastic Dudes: OOOOOO EEE UUUUUUUU, KILLER TOFU!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-arts quad, heard by buddha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a serious evolutionary turn on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chick on cell phone: I'm on birth control AND we used condoms. It was ONE time! That's how fertile I am!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-outside the schwartz center, heard by snafu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P-I-M-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asian guy 1: So, besides being a pimp and having sex and going to parties what else do you do?&lt;br /&gt;Asian guy 2: Well, I'm a peer advisor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the bus, heard by ad'a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks kids.  Submit as though your entire earlobes depended on it.&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- Jaydot, I'm well.  Thanks for asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-1603721033108815373?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/1603721033108815373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=1603721033108815373' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/1603721033108815373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/1603721033108815373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/09/whack-attack.html' title='Whack Attack'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-7178050899888613505</id><published>2007-09-06T19:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T19:48:54.184-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back Bitches!</title><content type='html'>Sorry Gents and ladies, just finally gots the intraweb in my homespace and now I can update.  Here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Introspection, Cornell style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: So I've recently reached the conclusion that I fart way too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rpcc, heard by grossed out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let it Be, Cornell style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engineering Girl: It was weird seeing [frat boys] sober. It reminded me that they're real people too&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-engineering quad, heard by baw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Judith Butler is writing an angry letter as we speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: So the U. S. has its fingers in every dike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-international relations class, heard by ross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Otherwise Im just not sleeping at DU again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl on cell: Pleeeease change your sheets. It's been like three months. I'm begging - I'm actually begging you to change the sheets. Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-martha's, heard by bcw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clearly, she doesn't realize waving could distract him right into the street...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Oh look, there's that guy I know&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Then why aren't you waving to him?&lt;br /&gt;Girl:  Because I want him to DIE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-arts quad, head by blane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like...naked cuddle close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questioning Boy: I could be gay, but I don't like men.&lt;br /&gt;Confused Girl: I'm like almost a lesbian, but not quite, but I feel like it's close enough. My girls and I are close, really close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-arts quad, heard by j-z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's what I call 'home'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy on cell: Yeah, well, I don't define a 'city' as a place where you need to carry a switchblade to get to Dunkin Donuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-outside ctb, heard by chiashurb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, to be young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group of guys (looking at condoms): Hey,what's your cheapest 3-pack?&lt;br /&gt;Jason (to employees): Girls, did you hear that?&lt;br /&gt;Employee: Dude, they're ALL cheaper than a baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jason's, heard by jerm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not clear with the concept of circles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: How do we get to where you are??&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2: Go around the house!&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: ...which side??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-blair street, heard by chuckles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do I get in the class these girls are studying for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showering Girl 1, shouting to be heard over the water: What was the most popular sport in [garbled; sounds like "British"] colonies?&lt;br /&gt;Showering Girl 2, also shouting: What?  Nudist colonies?&lt;br /&gt;SG1: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;SG2: Um... Tennis?&lt;br /&gt;SG1: Oh!&lt;br /&gt;SG2: Was I right?&lt;br /&gt;SG1: I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-girl's bathroom, donlon, heard by ferret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More soon!&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;The Ear&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-7178050899888613505?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/7178050899888613505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=7178050899888613505' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/7178050899888613505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/7178050899888613505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-back-bitches.html' title='Im back Bitches!'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-6964850235918661084</id><published>2007-05-05T23:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T23:49:28.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Classes done!</title><content type='html'>You'd think, what with Slope Day and all, that there would be a plethora of overheards.  But actually, on Slope Day everyone is too drunk to realize what they're saying, let alone write down the crazy shit other people are saying.  At least, that's what I tell myself when I look in the inbox and see a total of 3 overheards.  But I hope you had a fantastic day of debauchery (as I did), and now can begin to wrap up another stupid year with a last bevy of stupid quotes.  Please, submit me these hearings you have.&lt;br /&gt;Grazi,&lt;br /&gt;the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is usually a good time to call a doctor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Limping Guy: Well...it doesn't hurt now, but I'm not sure how accurate that is...because alcohol is an anaesthetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-foot bridge (on slope day), heard by disillusioned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y'know, cuz single people don't have to do taxes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liberated Woman: I don't know what I'll do until I get married...I'm just so not into like doing taxes and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-balch, also heard by disillusioned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CIA, here he comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frisbee boy 1: This is what war should be: they should give everyone one frisbee with razor blades on it and send them into battle.&lt;br /&gt;Frisbee boy 2: You know, you're not going to make a very good physicist if that's your contribution to modern warfare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-arts quad, heard by charlie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submit!&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-6964850235918661084?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/6964850235918661084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=6964850235918661084' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/6964850235918661084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/6964850235918661084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/05/classes-done.html' title='Classes done!'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-106534423960756799</id><published>2007-05-02T17:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T13:27:02.584-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Huge Update</title><content type='html'>1 more day of classes folks. You've survived like the best of 'em. Here is a tremendous update a week overdue. Enjoy my little pushkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Having to quartercard totally sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid with costume:  Here you go (tries to give a flyer to some girl).&lt;br /&gt;Asian girl, politely:  No thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Kid with costume, quietly:  Okay, fuck you then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ho plaza, heard by chief mullet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mooom!  Why you always gotta talk about vaginas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visiting mom with two sons, looking at sculptures: Oh my god, they look like fucking vaginas!&lt;br /&gt;(Boys laugh nervously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-outside sheldon, heard by the jankster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Name changed for model's protection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sorority Girl, post CDL: that guy was like, 'some of those models are men,' and i was like, 'oh my god, that's Sarah!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-barton hall, heard by rv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hell hath no fury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl #1: The past hour has been crazy!&lt;br /&gt;Girl #2: I know! I ain't ghetto, but that girl was cursing at me, and I was about to beat her ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ag quad, also rv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All I care about's Wyoming.  Good ole Wyoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I know where Connecticut and Rhode Island and Massachusetts are, all&lt;br /&gt;those little states, but they mean nothing to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-college ave, also rv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wait till you see the people living in em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visiting Dad: Wow, those are some ugly brown dorms down there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-top of the slope, heard by cat&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dude, I told you to drop it!  Oprah's lost the weight, and she's keeping it off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shallow guy: She is fat.&lt;br /&gt;Friendly guy: (laughing) Dude, that's a little harsh.&lt;br /&gt;Shallow guy: Seriously, all there is is fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-west campus, heard by kimothy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think it had to do with Jerry and cats or something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk girl screaming: I've got rules! Rule #1 - Jerry is a pussy! Rule #2 - Jerry is a pussy! Rule #3 - ... um, I forgot where I was going with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-harvard st, heard by lola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As an English major I should take offense, but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: So, what's your major?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: English.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Really?  Wow, you're really fuckable for an English major.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Uh, thanks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-linden ave., also lola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMG!  ROFL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asian chick #1: So I was like I don't get it, you know?&lt;br /&gt;Asian chick #2: Yeah the TA was using like totally big words!&lt;br /&gt;Asian chick #3: Oh my god guys!! That's just like in Clueless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-asia noodle house, also lola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, those wacky Japanese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prefrosh' dad, to his family: Maybe if you fail you jump into the gorge, you know, like the Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-thurston ave. bridge, heard by yix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dude, you're too good for them anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Three girls in high heels and short skirts walk by)&lt;br /&gt;Chubby Guy in Lacoste Sweater: If i were twenty pounds heavier, went to community college, and was a complete loser, I'D TAP THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dryden, heard by lilichka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guys actually love this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute 1:  ...God, you must have been, like, beyond wasted.&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute 2:  Yeah, I like, totally molested this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-foot bridge, heard by lindsay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not if Allah has anything to say about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I'm so dumb at world culture, like I can't name the capitals of anything...like..what's the capital of Israel?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Umm..&lt;br /&gt;Girl: (interrupts him): Wait...is Israel...a country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bethe house, heard by dj-mee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think it has something to do with vacuum tubes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: Do you know who's playing at slope day?&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: T.I and TV on the Radio&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: Wait..how can they play TV on the radio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-slope, also dj-mee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ha!  Burn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: Hey, how was that seminar about sex?&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: It sucked. I already knew everything she said&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: You whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mac's cafe, also dj-mee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't worry babe, I would never leave you for a camel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend: Hey, did you guys go see the camel?&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend: No, where is it?&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend's friend: Don't even bother. It's so ugly. It looks so out of place, it's probably thinking "what the hell am I doing in ithaca, I could probably be scoring hot camel chicks in Egypt or something"&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend: That's what I think everyday&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend: What?&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend: Don't worry babe, I'm sure he'll get laid by another loner camel in Ithaca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-willard straight, also dj-mee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grad school haze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I thought I was in high school until like, yesterday.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-ciser, heard by saywhat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, I am, but fuck them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl running, on cell: I ran away from all of them cause they thought I was drunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dryden rd, heard by mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wait...I think I messed that up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I'm as straight as a girl who doesn't like boys!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-eddy st, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poor Ithaca College...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute, on cell phone: So tomorrow is Alpha Delt's party of like, the year. It was written up in Playboy as THE Ivy League Party! But you don't have to worry about competing with that because (loud whisper, looking around) you don't go to an Ivy League school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-footbridge, heard by lindsay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That would make them more creepy, not less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I wish puppets could pee their pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-libe cafe, heard by acb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like Jesus would have wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: Did you have a good easter weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: Well, I decided to celebrate the ressurection of my lord and savior by sleeping with a jew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ivy room, also acb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you don't know, you got none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl [distressed]: I don't know how many bitches I have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-balch (ha!), heard by queer engineer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Only to his ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: It's weird that I keep calling him my gay friend when he's actually hooked up with a lot of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: You call him your gay friend?&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: Well, not to his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dickson elevator, also queer engineer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What happens when Frat Boys grow up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: All the parents are WASTED... did you see them when the band played 'Shout'? It was a MADHOUSE in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-parents formal, heard by meg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dropped the ball on that one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorority girl: What does a gay horse say? [pause] "Na-ay!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Minutes later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorority girl: Oh wait shit, it's (in a "gay" voice) "He-ey!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-becker, heard by ad'a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;More horses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy #1: Horses have huge teeth.&lt;br /&gt;Guy #2: If you say so. I guess I haven't been around enough horses.&lt;br /&gt;Guy #1: And they really like fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-stewart, heard by rv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant carry the mean all by myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bearded Math Major: I thought the mean would be a lot higher because that class is filled with math majors with food in their beards.&lt;br /&gt;Engineer: Dude, there's food in your beard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-duffield, heard by doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing quite shouts small penis like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: I'd tell you how big my penis is in centimeters but I don't know what 11 times 2.5 is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dickson (ha!), heard by fang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Future lobbyists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clueless girl: Doesn't pot just make you feel like you're spinning?&lt;br /&gt;Pothead: Yes, then we'd need to ban all small children from spinning. In fact, spinning is the gateway to smoking pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rpcc, heard by fang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do they have Twinkies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: I always like the vegetable wraps&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: Nah, too much fresh stuff in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-trillium, heard by elainiac&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wowza Yowza!  That there's a lot of them overheards!&lt;br /&gt;Submit me more or Ill bite you.&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-106534423960756799?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/106534423960756799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=106534423960756799' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/106534423960756799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/106534423960756799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/05/huge-update.html' title='Huge Update'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-4499265556670261139</id><published>2007-04-23T15:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T15:32:23.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Roundup</title><content type='html'>Hey you.  Maybe its because the weather is so nice, you think, 'sure, I heard him say something stupid, but I dont care enough to write it down.  Its too nice to bare that sort of ill-will'.  Maybe you think this.  But this is wrong.  If anything, the sun bakes the alreadly weakened brains of the soroyalty and broheims, making them more likely to say something mindbogglingly idiotic.  So let's not have this happen again, where a whole weekend passes and I only get three overheards.&lt;br /&gt;Ok?&lt;br /&gt;Good talk.&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows man...who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl on phone: Wait... so who's the father????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-psi u crush party, heard by how stereotypical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time to use a dictionary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Girl 2 hands Girl 1 flowers.  They fly away in the wind)&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: Noo! My flowers! Come baaaack!&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: Sometimes you just have to let things go. They won't last forever; flowers aren't effervescent, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-west, heard by mel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl: But I mean, he was in my lower intestine.  I just can't get past that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ho plaza, heard by benji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The title for this one is just too easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genius: I thought all those 'for dummies' books were written by the same person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-engineering quad, heard by the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submit my nipple twisting debutantes.&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-4499265556670261139?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/4499265556670261139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=4499265556670261139' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/4499265556670261139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/4499265556670261139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/04/weekend-roundup.html' title='Weekend Roundup'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-5377110013041642465</id><published>2007-04-19T21:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T21:25:02.972-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Update Extravaganza!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know, like santa's sleigh 'n stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorority Girl #1 - There were like these reindeer, and like they were labelled as caribou, haha&lt;br /&gt;Sorority Girl #2- What's a caribou?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-trillium, heard by dan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There was a row of seats "Reserved for SUNY Dehli" but amazingly filled with white people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy looking at sign:  Hey, what's SUNY Delhi?&lt;br /&gt;Female Friend One:  I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Female Friend Two:  Maybe there's a SUNY in India?&lt;br /&gt;Guy looking at sign:  But none of the people sitting there are Indian!&lt;br /&gt;*later, still confused....*&lt;br /&gt;Guy looking at sign:  But really, is there a SUNY in India?&lt;br /&gt;Incredulous Guy:  Uhh... STATE University of NEW YORK?&lt;br /&gt;Guy looking at sign:  But Cornell has a thing in that Q place!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-at bernard tschumi lecture, heard by lal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Im thinkin, like...U Hawaii?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wannabe sorostitute: So I really wanna like, go abroad, but it has to be someplace like, where they speak English, and where it's warm and sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, as she gets off, her friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy friend: I didn't mind her today.&lt;br /&gt;Female friend: Yeah, sometimes I want to punch her in the face, but she was nice today.&lt;br /&gt;Guy friend: Yeah, I don't mind her if she's not talking about Food Science...because you know, she like's all interested in it...it's weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-82 bus, heard by scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, he's definitely qualified&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrawny Jewish Boy: I went to Hebrew school for seven years. I can kick anyone's ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bethe house, heard by smap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Understatement of the Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman on cell phone walking through snow in April: Well it's not exactly Paris in the springtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ho plaza, heard by kathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, if you don't include a monniker I gotta make one up.  And it'll probably be some stupid play on your net id.  Like smap.&lt;br /&gt;Submit!&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-5377110013041642465?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/5377110013041642465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=5377110013041642465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/5377110013041642465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/5377110013041642465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/04/thursday-update-extravaganza.html' title='Thursday Update Extravaganza!'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-7803469045209438927</id><published>2007-04-17T01:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T01:53:48.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'>April is the cruelest month</title><content type='html'>Snow?  Seriously?  I gotta get the fuck outta this town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dude, what we shared was beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro: No, last night was totally awesome and not gay also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ho plaza, heard by rv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sing it with me: That's what friends are for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute yelling at friend: I can see the marks on your butt from over here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-north campus, heard by yix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you know these fuckers have cars on campus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshman Ho 1: But..are you like...good at drunk driving?&lt;br /&gt;Freshman Ho 2: Oh yeah...I'm like...SOOOO good!  I've been drunk driving like, since I got my license&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the 81, heard by newm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today folks.  Submit.  And also, fuck this weather.&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-7803469045209438927?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/7803469045209438927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=7803469045209438927' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/7803469045209438927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/7803469045209438927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/04/april-is-cruelest-month.html' title='April is the cruelest month'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-3530681637256653584</id><published>2007-04-15T12:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T12:24:14.362-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time, No update</title><content type='html'>But here it is lovelies.  Stay outta the shitty weather now, y'all hear?&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I knew I shouldn't have shaved off my eyebrows!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I like wearing this hat because it makes me look like a cancer patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- engineering quad, overheard by wb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's something about Cameron...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studious Asian Girl: Man, I couldn't sleep again last night. I was just lying there. I was thinking about Cameron Diaz's smile. She's always smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-terrace cafe, heard by yager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She answers the question as she asks it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl #1: My friend just got a new boyfriend, she met him in the library.&lt;br /&gt;Girl #2: What? I'm ALWAYS in the library, why don't I have a boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kennedy auditorium, also heard by yager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goin' straight for the jugular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics kid #1:I'm going to  stab you in the jugular!&lt;br /&gt;Physics kid #2: I once got hit in the jugular with a ping pong ball...&lt;br /&gt;Physics kid #1: My friend got hit by a car recently when he was running at night.&lt;br /&gt;Physics kid #2: Wait, in the jugular?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-physics class in rockefeller, heard by overheardmost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Possibly the most annoying phone conversation ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Guy Shouting into Phone: HELLO? HI, OH SORRY I'M IN THE, WHAT? HEY NO LISTEN! I'M IN THE LIBRARY, SO I CAN'T TALK LOUD. OK?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-management library, also by overheardmost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duh, you obviously want large balls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comp Sci Kid on phone: No, do the balls first, then the walls... Yes the balls, do the balls. No not walls first... Balls! Do balls first! Then you can check to see if they get move and get larger. Yes you want large balls. So do the balls first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-donlon study lounge, heard by probablysaiditall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leave the eytomology to the English professors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat Res Prof: I'm not a vegetarian, that's a mohawk word for 'don't hunt so well'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-class, heard by no one in particular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hope this person is never a doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Premed: I'm pretty sure I'm smarter than Einstein.  My physics professor makes us derive formulas in 10 minutes that took Einstein years to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-class, heard by doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This dance sounds intriguing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: I'll do the work and you'll do the Chinese dance in sexy underwear.&lt;br /&gt;Angry Chinese girl: No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pyramid mall, heard by ad'a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;World Gym now only accepts metrosexuals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Yo, I like my curves.&lt;br /&gt;Frat Guy: You know that gym curves? It's for lesbians! Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-arts quad, heard by jeff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks.  Welcome to the last three weeks of your semester.&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-3530681637256653584?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/3530681637256653584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=3530681637256653584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/3530681637256653584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/3530681637256653584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/04/long-time-no-update.html' title='Long time, No update'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-3173867571980675485</id><published>2007-04-11T21:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T21:44:43.734-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update is for now!</title><content type='html'>Ready, go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I bet she realized this as she was reading it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confused Girl: We have a prelim coming up on the 15th right?&lt;br /&gt;Incredulous TA: No..&lt;br /&gt;Confused Girl: But it says so right here! Prelim. March 15th!&lt;br /&gt;Incredulous TA: ......it's the 9th of April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-class, heard by no one in particular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clearly also a geometry teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem Prof: Lets put that in a box.&lt;br /&gt;(circles the information on the board)&lt;br /&gt;Chem Prof: ...A non-square box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-chem class, heard by no one in particular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These guys clearly paid attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude Bro 1: Dude, you wanna learn that riff to Black Dog?&lt;br /&gt;Dude Bro 2: Nah, we should learn Sunshine of Your Love.&lt;br /&gt;DB1: Is that the all complicated one where its just guitar, and then drums?&lt;br /&gt;DB2: No man, that's Black Dog.&lt;br /&gt;DB1: How does Sunshine go?&lt;br /&gt;DB2: You know...like duh-nuh-nuh-nuh nuh nuh nuh&lt;br /&gt;DB1: Oh right man...I don't remember either of them, but we should totally do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-walking out of history of rock class, heard by scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Girl: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lots of korean...&lt;/span&gt;I AM NOT A SLUT!...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more korean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ivy room, heard by diamond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Same overheard, but funnier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;German girl #1: [german]...sorority...[german]&lt;br /&gt;German girl #2: "[german]...lypo suction...[german]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-goldwin smith, heard by blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is embarassing for everyone involved.  Perhaps most so Anne Frank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl 1: No!  It's a feel good movie!&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: Isn't it the Diary of Anne Frank?  I hate to tell you but she dies in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: No...?!&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: I thought I saw it on your floor.&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: ... No, you saw Annie Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-west campus, heard by twerp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEEHAW.&lt;br /&gt;Submit,&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-3173867571980675485?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/3173867571980675485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=3173867571980675485' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/3173867571980675485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/3173867571980675485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/04/update-is-for-now.html' title='Update is for now!'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-8608657651843979066</id><published>2007-04-08T23:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T23:55:05.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter, if you're one of them Christian types</title><content type='html'>I hope y'all had a lovely weekend.  I certainly did. Personally, I feel resurrected.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some more sacrilarious quotations from our lovely fellow students.&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing gets a laugh like illiterate kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk girl: That is so funny because I LOVE underprivileged children! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-house party, heard by ad'a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Snaps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art major: Sometimes the experience of reality is very...unreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cornell cinema, also ad'a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This just feels dirty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy pours so much salt on his popcorn, leaves. Then he comes back for more.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: More salt?&lt;br /&gt;Guy, in unison with his boyfriend: We like it really salty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cornell cinema, again ad'a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know, like with drugs 'n stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy yelling into phone: I went to the gym twice this week! [pause] No. I haven't been lifting weights... I was going to do that this summer. [pause] I've been doing BRAIN EXERCISE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-location unknown, heard by fox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This line was struck from our alma matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Vodka is like my energy drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jewish date auction at the statler, heard by rvl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because updating is way better than paper writing.&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-8608657651843979066?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/8608657651843979066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=8608657651843979066' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/8608657651843979066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/8608657651843979066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-easter-if-youre-one-of-them.html' title='Happy Easter, if you&apos;re one of them Christian types'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-8511110390937436583</id><published>2007-04-07T13:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T14:15:48.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturdays are pretty dope</title><content type='html'>As the 20th century prophets Loverboy once sang, "Everybody's working for the weekend". In this vein, Im putting you to work. Stupid people are more up front about it when drunk. Exploit this to the advantage of all of us!&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Atleast she spelled it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl 1: How do you spell luau?&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: What's that?&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: You know, like when Mexicans wear grass skirts and eat pigs and pineapples.&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: Oh. I think it's L-U-A-U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tower cafe, heard by xcutterboix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Only in Dino's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute 1: I need a date for winetour...I was gonna take Jim, but after last night...I mean, just because I had a threesome with them doesn't mean they can stop talking to me. Like it's not my fault they're awkward.&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute 2: Were they drunk?&lt;br /&gt;Sorostiutue 1: No they were both sober...&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute 2: Maybe that's why...what about cokehead boy...can you take him on winetour instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dino's, heard by seriously?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As if I didn't experience enough guilt, being Jewish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: So he's like, "Not keepin' kosher?" And I'm like, "Come on, I stuck with it for two days."&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2: I'm not keeping kosher either.&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: It's like, yeah, we got out of Egypt, but it's not that big a deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-becker, heard by ad'a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gene Simmons claims to do this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro 1: He's got this drawer-full of pictures, dude. All different girls.&lt;br /&gt;Bro 2: Have you seen it?&lt;br /&gt;Bro 1: Yeaaah, dude. Sketch.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-statler, also ad'a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have had sadly similar conversations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoking guy #1: Cancer is, like, the new orange.&lt;br /&gt;Smoking guy #2: Yeah, I don't want to die now, but I don't want to be like 80.&lt;br /&gt;Smoking guy #1: Yeah, exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-outside bethe house, heard by kimothy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friends don't let friends serial murder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: I hope there's no one in that lounge.&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2: Me too.&lt;br /&gt;Guy 3: If there's anyone there, I'll kill them all. I'll slit their throats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-west campus, heard by kimothy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Bingo related overheards?  Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bingo number caller: D65&lt;br /&gt;[silence]&lt;br /&gt;Bingo players: There's no D in BINGO&lt;br /&gt;Bingo number caller: It looks like a D, really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know the mic was on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bingo number caller #2: I pick up lots of chicks, G56. But when I don't, I masterbate, B8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bingo heaven, heard by bingo player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks kids.&lt;br /&gt;Keep up the good work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-8511110390937436583?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/8511110390937436583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=8511110390937436583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/8511110390937436583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/8511110390937436583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/04/saturdays-are-pretty-dope.html' title='Saturdays are pretty dope'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-4103809602264623233</id><published>2007-04-05T15:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T15:34:18.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>61st post and goin' strong</title><content type='html'>Stay in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its funny when hotelies don't know words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl #1: (looking at friend's necklace) Oh my god, are you wearing a cross?!?&lt;br /&gt;Girl #2: No, it's an anchor. Can you really imagine me trying to assimilate to the majority culture?&lt;br /&gt;Girl #1: Seriously. . . Wait, a-simma-what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-statler, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I heard if you reject his friend request, he challenges you to a duel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:  Who's Aaron Burr?  Should we facebook him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-west campus, heard by twerp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What sorta dern edumacation you gittin at that stoopid skool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl on cell with parents: I'm writing a paper and need some help, but not a bible length explanation [pause] It's on race. [pause] No, not on rape, it's on race for my class! [pause]  My class is not about rape! It's about race, r-a-s-e, wait, r-a-c-e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-new noyes lounge, heard by greczy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If only we could hear the other sides of these convos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loud girl on cell phone: You paid $70...[pause] YOU PAID $170 FOR A HAIRCUT? Do you know how many shoes I could buy with $170? [pause] Well no, not your shoes but...[pause]...I'm just saying, if you make more money than mom and dad you should get your own place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bethe house, heard by moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I mean, I have alot of Jewish friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Are you Jewish?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-number 10 bus, heard by bryce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aunt Jemimah cries a single tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerd 1: I wasn't aware until about 30 seconds ago that maple syrup even had a sexual connotation...&lt;br /&gt;Nerd 2: Hey man, I didn't say, I didn't say it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-neuro class, heard by jankster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's some heavy shit man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorky Geek #1: She was sick and taking drugs man, she was so out of it, I swear. She was taking those drugs, that green stuff, what's it called, Nyquil...she was so out of it, what is even in that stuff?&lt;br /&gt;Dorky Geek #2: ...alcohol?&lt;br /&gt;Dorky Geek #1: YEAH, she was so out of it. [pause] I hope she doesn't get addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-neuro class, again jankster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today folks.  You keep listening and you just hear some good ones.  You just hear them and you send to me.&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-4103809602264623233?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/4103809602264623233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=4103809602264623233' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/4103809602264623233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/4103809602264623233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/04/61st-post-and-goin-strong.html' title='61st post and goin&apos; strong'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-6316754633995918392</id><published>2007-04-04T03:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T04:02:48.385-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It is still Tuesday in Hawaii</title><content type='html'>Enjoy, mein kinder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well cut grass gets my hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: That's really cool.&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: What, that my faculty advisor's really hot?&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: No, that lawn mower.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-location unknown, heard by tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes change can be a hard thing to swallow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk Girl #1: I don't know how much I liked that wine.&lt;br /&gt;Drunk Girl #2: Me either, it was kind of too sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Drunk Girl #3:  Guys, I just swallowed a dime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-location unkown, heard by tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All of the overheards today express my sentiments exactly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Suddenly, out of the pall of silence that is Uris...)&lt;br /&gt;Frat boy: (Yells) Fuck this shit! Fuck this school! (slams books, runs out of library)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-uris library, heard by itotallyagree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Atleast she's gettin' clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungover sorority girl:...and then i took a shower with all my clothes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-olin, heard by lilichka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This week, I am a boring stressed out person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl on Cell: What if all the boring people were really just totally stressed out? I mean, what if?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-betwixt the libraries, heard by wiktor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More tomorrow, if I yet live. &lt;br /&gt;Submit, me hearties&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-6316754633995918392?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/6316754633995918392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=6316754633995918392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/6316754633995918392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/6316754633995918392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/04/it-is-still-tuesday-in-hawaii.html' title='It is still Tuesday in Hawaii'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-2873663540162955225</id><published>2007-03-31T21:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T21:33:02.882-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturnalia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cornell, where even the dullest stars shine bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entirely Sober: OH MY GOD this [telescope] is so big!  Is it the Hubble?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-fuertes observatory, heard by areyoukiddingme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know this girl.  She is smelly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirty Chuck: I was totally going to shower yesterday, but instead I got high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-goldwin smith, heard by lovebirds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Or orientation, for that matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl #1: Do you wanna be an OL?&lt;br /&gt;Girl #2: Um... do I like people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-carol tatkon center, overheard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well...by accident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid:  The only reason I remember the day I got accepted to Cornell is because it's the only time I ever walked in on my parents having sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-north, overheard by doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't that exhilirating? &lt;br /&gt;Submit my friends, submit.&lt;br /&gt;-overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-2873663540162955225?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/2873663540162955225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=2873663540162955225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/2873663540162955225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/2873663540162955225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/03/saturnalia.html' title='Saturnalia'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-5397285005125089767</id><published>2007-03-31T02:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T02:25:54.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasted on a Friday night...</title><content type='html'>And I hope you are too.  Here are a coupla new ones, lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't believe I've never tried this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: I figure, being Jewish, I can walk up to any professor and make up a random Hebrew word and claim it's that holiday. No one messes with our holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Well, what if your professor is Jewish?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: You just have to know these things. Just look at his nose, man. I have the best jew-dar ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-statler elevator, heard by meg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'd give her a tshirt for this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preppy girl: I want a tee shirt! I mean, I stuck my head in a vagina, I totally deserve one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rpcc vagina carnival, heard by what would you do for a tee shirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Very rational plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorority girl #1: I got invited on a wine tour Saturday morning. So I don't know if I want to go out tonight, because I have to drink really early tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Sorority girl #2: You're not coming tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Sorority girl #1: Well, the dance floor there is always really hot. So, if I don't have to dance, I don't have to drink...maybe I'll come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the bus, heard by ad'a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you little children, and I dont just say that cuz im drunk.&lt;br /&gt;Submit!&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-5397285005125089767?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/5397285005125089767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=5397285005125089767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/5397285005125089767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/5397285005125089767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/03/wasted-on-friday-night.html' title='Wasted on a Friday night...'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-8978178425592556089</id><published>2007-03-29T20:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T20:39:34.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More More More</title><content type='html'>Heyo!  Read this, suckers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like beads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I don't like processes...and anal things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tjaden hall, heard by twombly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This was said with not even a hint of sarcasm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sororowhore: I know, when I heard she had a three bedroom apartment all to herself, I thought, that's bordering on ridiculous. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-olin elevator, heard by trapped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh man, this must've been a great lecture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hippie Student: So, did the oilman and thong-man work together?&lt;br /&gt;Professor:...One could only hope.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-archaeology class, heard by squirrely mcsquirrel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soo much squirrels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl on cell: Yeah, I was just taking that part... (squirrel runs across the path, she jumps back in horror)  JESUS CHRIST!  I fucking hate squirrels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-betwixt the libraries, heard by the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is why you never tell anyone anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: I'm surprised how good a relationship you and your boyfriend have given how much sex you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cayuga lodge, heard by someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submit to me my little children!  Submit me many hearings!&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-8978178425592556089?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/8978178425592556089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=8978178425592556089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/8978178425592556089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/8978178425592556089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/03/more-more-more.html' title='More More More'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-5786056080265687166</id><published>2007-03-27T19:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T19:52:07.661-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There is infinite possibility in technology power</title><content type='html'>Howdy all.  Before we get to it, I'd like to let y'all know we are now accepting text-message submissions.  Hear an absolutely fantastic one liner, but don't have time to write it down before your orgo exam?  Add overheardatcornell@gmail.com to your phonebook, and send a text with all the info (you know the drill- quote, where, what name you'd like to be called) and it'll work like butta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ladies and gents, meet Karen Kesey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl Engineer: I should do LSD or something...then I could, like, step outside my mind and solve all of these problems.  From, like, a greater depth of being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-carpenter engineering library, heard by the sinister minister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That is a bum's deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirty man: Stick your tongue out and tell me if this water tastes good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-footbridge to north, heard by givemeajob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gettin' off, the engineering way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: And I was like, Gmail?  I had no idea it could be this good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-engineering quad, heard by the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you dahlings, turn off your ipods and listen close!&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-5786056080265687166?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/5786056080265687166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=5786056080265687166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/5786056080265687166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/5786056080265687166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/03/there-is-infinite-possibility-in.html' title='There is infinite possibility in technology power'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-169568092174986540</id><published>2007-03-26T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T21:15:55.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily?</title><content type='html'>Hey, this whole &lt;a href="http://www.overheardeverywhere.com"&gt;Overheard Everywhere thing&lt;/a&gt; has me all tingly with anticipation, so I'ma try and return to the good ole days.  You know, back when updates came every day and Anna Nicole was still alive.&lt;br /&gt;What this means for you is that you're gonna have to put yer listening pants on and submit!&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Give someone the gift of love this Christmas.  The ultimate stocking stuffer.  Stalk them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: Stalkers are the best because they make you feel kind of loved.&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: I've never had a stalker!&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: Oh god!  You've never had a stalker?&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: Well, not really.&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: Stalkers are really the best. Like Kyle, he was the really creepy kind, because he actually touched my butt in the dining hall, and it was gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-location unknown, heard by rvl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for today.  Send me what they say!&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-169568092174986540?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/169568092174986540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=169568092174986540' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/169568092174986540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/169568092174986540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/03/daily.html' title='Daily?'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-3284007826330985555</id><published>2007-03-25T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T12:38:41.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue Posting, New Blog, Sweet Overheards</title><content type='html'>Howdy all. Sorry about the length of this update- as I'm sure you know, the weeks before spring break tend to lead people the entire Cornell community into a mass-neurotic suicidal break down, and I suffered like the rest of em. But we're back, hopefully refreshed, and almost entirely snow free. So to the next month and a half: may it not kill our souls.&lt;br /&gt;On a more upbeat note, there is a new blog &lt;a href="http://www.overheardeverywhere.com/"&gt;Overheard Everywhere&lt;/a&gt; which is taking overheards from all over this great land, and web, and posting it in one bigger site. Though it will not effect how we are run at all, I think it is worth noting that a large majority of the posts so far on Overheard Everywhere come from us! Way to go Cornell! It's a pretty hilarious site, so check them out.&lt;br /&gt;Though they've taken a bunch of your quotes already, too many for me to mention, they contact me when they make an add, so I will email you if your future submissions end up on their website. Which is a big ole way of saying, look, even more reasons to submit! Check them out, and check out these newbies.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She's prolly got tenure, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art Prof to class: You all know the story of the Internet right? It actually started in the scientific community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tjaden, heard by cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why doesn't this woman teach comp sci?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art Prof to class: When viewing a webpage, you're probably going to need to choose the vehicele to see it. Maybe you will you pick Safari, or Fox Fire, but not Internet Explorer. Internet Explorer is definetly on the out these days. You might also choose Netscape or Opera, but I'd say go with Fox Fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tjaden, heard by fox fire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said stereotypes were wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dngineer 1: What's the deal with you and your two friends? What do you need two for?&lt;br /&gt;Engineer 2: HEY! I like my friends, both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-arts quad, heard by charlie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Behold, future Alberto Gonzales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enthusiastic law student: I love tiny spoons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hughes, heard by laura and matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He and peanut butter have a checkered past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy on Cell: No way - I left my dog in the car. I don't perform in front of animals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-engineering quad, heard by sara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clearly knows his post-structuralist criticism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frat Guy 1: I thought I had the meaning of that book down. One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish. All about diversity. (pauses) But nope.&lt;br /&gt;Frat Guy 2: What is it about?&lt;br /&gt;Frat Guy 1:Racism and overpopulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wsh reading room, heard by saywhat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your waist only bends if you're in the top tax-bracket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgeign Student to friend: He's pretty rich and was raised in a convential, upper-class background, I guess. Like, he knows how to bow and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-arts quad, also heard by saywhat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Literacy is a long forgotten skill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute #1: Oh, genius, I spelled cheese wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute #2: That's nothing. Sometimes I spell my own name wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-appel, heard by twombly&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DU!  DU!  DU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl with arm around boy: I'm a WASP...white anglo saxon protestant coming through!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-outside du, heard by moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;More common than you think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frat Boy#1: Dude he cut his head open, we might have to take him to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Frat Boy#2:  Damn, how did he do that?&lt;br /&gt;Frat Boy #1: Playing pong.&lt;br /&gt;Frat Boy #2: Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-outside a frat, also heard by moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think this belief is the leading cause of unwanted pregnancies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Freshman Girl: I guess I always thought the perfect man would just fall from the sky and say 'hi, I'm your husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-campus drive, heard by the jankster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy on phone: I don't want to see a single fucking Cornell girl over spring break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-libraries, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Expert analysis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, looking at sheet: Okay guys, here's the answer: Hunters and gatherers would... *brief pause* Hunt and gather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tower cafe, heard by amused engineer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Personally, I like new crazy Britney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I mean things could be worse, you could be a bald Britney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rpu, heard by stina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whiny Girl: My flight was canceled!!&lt;br /&gt;Friend: Oh NO! Your hair looks great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mvr, heard by paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Check the side bar for the link.&lt;br /&gt;Happy hearings.&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-3284007826330985555?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/3284007826330985555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=3284007826330985555' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/3284007826330985555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/3284007826330985555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/03/overdue-posting-new-blog-sweet.html' title='Overdue Posting, New Blog, Sweet Overheards'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-7444480650671013078</id><published>2007-03-05T18:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T01:34:29.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mondays.  Sigh.</title><content type='html'>I've received a number of responses to my last post w/r/t Starbucks vs. CTB, some taking sides fiercely, some pretty ambivalent.  I am hardly the world's biggest CTB fan- it can be pretty overwhelming in there, especially w/out the patios, and the bagels, though delicious, are overpriced.  But, that said, if I came back for a ten year reunion, and in CTB's place there was an Au Bon Pain, I'd be pretty sad. If that wouldn't bother you, then I can say nothing to convince you otherwise, except, really? Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the real business what we are gathered for.&lt;br /&gt;Submit!&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She's trying to saw 'awry'.  Also, the second girl hits the nail right on the head in that last line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acapellicious Sorostitute: Oh my god, Stephanie was so immature in rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;Uninterested Sorostitute: Really?&lt;br /&gt;AS: Yeah, so she was saying we sounded really "ow-ree", you know like we sang awkward or something...and I was like "actually, it's aw-ree". And she like tried to argue with me, but we all know it's "aw-ree".&lt;br /&gt;US: Really?&lt;br /&gt;AS: Oh my god yeah, and later on, she was so immature that she went on dictionary.com and looked up "aw-ree" and Emailed it to all of us...I mean, like grow up!&lt;br /&gt;US: Wow...a capella groups sound so interesting.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tcat, heard by scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I first heard this joke it was much more racist...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asian Kid 1: (from his email) Whats the difference between someone with a math PhD and a pizza? (pause) A pizza can feed a family.&lt;br /&gt;Asian Kid 2: (laughs) Who sent that to you?&lt;br /&gt;Asian Kid 1: My mom did.&lt;br /&gt;Asian Kid 2: You have the coolest mom ever!&lt;br /&gt;(Kids high five each other)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ives, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I dont know which is worse, not knowing that or loving that movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumb chick: Rosie O'Donnell is a lesbian?&lt;br /&gt;Smarter chick: Yes. Betty from the Flintstones is a lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;Dumb chick: Omigod! Ohhh! That is the best movie ever..&lt;br /&gt;Smarter chick: It's really not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bus, heard by ad'a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I still haven't gotten wasted in the stacks yet.  Gotta get on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sorority girl: ...and there's also the library, which has the best beer on campus- I mean, the best COFFEE on campus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rpcc, heard by al&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A real humanitarian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asian girl: That's why I litter - it's more of me to go around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-thurston bridge, also heard by al&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I completely agree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Paying for water is like slapping Jesus in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-upson design studio, heard by enginerd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glasses would not have helped Helen Keller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belligerent broheim to referee: Hey Helen Keller, put some fucking glasses on!!!!!! (incredulous stares) Hey, come on guys, I'm drunk, it is not supposed to make sense!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lynah rink, heard by the jankster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She just doesn't know what she wants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Smartly Dressed Woman: Do you have any all tofu sushi?&lt;br /&gt;Cheery Employee: We don't have any with just the tofu, but this combo has some tofu and then a few of the salmon pieces. would you like to try that?&lt;br /&gt;Woman: Oh, god no, I do not eat fish, I just wanted tofu...I'll have that tuna lavash instead.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-green dragon, heard by the jankster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come soon!  Submit, my beautiful little peaches.&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-7444480650671013078?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/7444480650671013078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=7444480650671013078' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/7444480650671013078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/7444480650671013078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/03/mondays-sigh.html' title='Mondays.  Sigh.'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-3974252112842274580</id><published>2007-03-01T00:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T01:14:12.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reticent.</title><content type='html'>I know that you don't read this blog to hear me blather (there are 1,000,000,000 other blogs where you can read some anonymous and irritating asshole's opinion on whether or not Dick Cheney has been legally dead since 2002) but I think this is an issue what merits a stand.  The Collegetown experience was already pretty pathetic before Starbucks moved in (unless you looooove Sake bombing), but now Collegetown Bagels, one of the only businesses in Ithaca that can even remotely evoke Cornell/college spirit (and I am a deeply cynical and hateful person, skeptical of all school spirit.  See all 51 entries before this one) is having its well established and time-honored business threatened by this company (not to mention the total assholes who've already jumped ship to support it).  In the week since Starbucks has been open, CTB has been practically empty (and a total ghost town by its normal standards) and has &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;already &lt;/span&gt;resorted to sales to try and draw more customers.  This is not ok.  While Starbucks is a nominally responsible corporate citizen (they are good to their customers, decent to their employees, and buy some fair trade beans) they are still a megalomaniac conglomerate interested in the bottom line.  When you buy a bagel at CTB, you support local bakers, Ithacan citizens, and people who are interested in providing you with quality.  When you buy a skim-milk sugar-free decaf caramel machiato at Starbucks you support the stockholders of a business that overroasts their beans so they will taste bitter and thus 'classy' to people who don't know shit about coffee, that wants to take over the cultural community by buying out respectable dead artists' back catalogues and rereleasing them on cheesy compilations, that keep their baked 'good's in a box under the counter until they're all bought.   Readers, I don't ask much of you, just that you listen to the stupid (probably Starbucks frequenting) assholes all around us who make us wear the Cornell Red with shame.&lt;br /&gt;     Now, while I am certainly not condoning anti-Starbucks vigilantism such as pouring milk on their furniture so it will rot, freeing rodents in the back rooms, stealing their offensively patronizing cds, graffiting on the windows, boycotting friends who go there, smashing their signs, peeing all over the bathroom floor and behind their toilets, distributing anti-Starbucks literature outside, cutting up their upholstery, spiking the sugar-free caramel flavoring with lsd, or epoxying the locks on their doors, if these things were to happen (or other more creative equally non-violent anti-Starbuckaneering) it would certainly bring a smile to my face.&lt;br /&gt;    Thanks for listening.  Now back to the stupid we know and love. &lt;br /&gt;    -the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beauty in your eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beholder: You are not a beholder, buddy.&lt;br /&gt;Non-Beholder: Nah, dude. I'm pretty sure I behold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-duffield, heard by benji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Urban Dictionary it if you don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude: She totally sandbags! You know she sandbags!&lt;br /&gt;Chick: Like there's a hurricane.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ho plaza, heard by pineapple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So lazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumb Sororitite: You can't fail gym!&lt;br /&gt;Dumber One: Um, yes you can.  I have a U on my transcript in swedish massage AND yoga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-college ave, heard by rv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By posting this, I'm only helping his case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: God put me on this Earth to ridicule me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-statler, heard by nz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cornellians have trouble with states, is one thing I've learned from this blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography whiz: Wait, how do you spell Iowa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-olin cafe, heard by squirrely mcsquirrel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Normally I wouldn't accept entires from chatrooms but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xChatroombro1x: I don't want to have kids I didn't expect to have&lt;br /&gt;xChatroombro1x: They might try and call me and talk to me&lt;br /&gt;xChatroombro1x: Or guilt me into loving them&lt;br /&gt;Concernedmom36: What the fuck are they going to do when you're like "ok, I have no emotional attachment to you, go away"&lt;br /&gt;xChatroombro22: "I needed beer money 18 years and 9 months ago"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the interweb, read by anonymous&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Primadona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl walking into building: Ok, you'll be ready in 10 minutes?&lt;br /&gt;Metro kid carrying clothes: *tsk* Um. Twelve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dryden, heard by the cochlea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;See what I meant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorority Girl 1: ...she's from Missouri.&lt;br /&gt;Sorority Girl 2:  Missouri, is it even civilized there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-stocking, heard by annoyedbutamusedtesttaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My guess?  English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some guy: My major isn't language.&lt;br /&gt;Some chick: It's language-esque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-becker, heard by ad'a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sweet!  Then he's perfect for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute1: Wait, so you're SURE hes not gay...he totally seems like he's gay.&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute2: Definitely not...at least I'm pretty sure.&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute1: Sweet, I'm totally gonna hook up with him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-frat party bathroom, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The class this was heard in makes it even funnier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorority girl 1: Do you think you can go 24 hours without facebook?&lt;br /&gt;Sorority girl 2: Why?! I guess I have because like it wasn't working, but I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Sorority girl 1: No that counts. I did it just to prove something to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-personality of psychology class, heard by ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Judging by what's on TV...yeah, probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random girl: Do you think if we were idiots on TV like we are in the halls, that people would watch us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dickson, heard by ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh man, time for a new, smarter girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend: Do you still have my keys?&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend: Yeah. I stopped by your house to bring them back but I couldnt get in.&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend: What do you mean you couldnt get in?&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend: Well you weren't home and no one else answered the door.&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend: YOU HAD MY KEYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-collegetown, heard by kgm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love frats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dudebro on cell: Yeah, she was like "I changed my locks last night because of people like you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-college ave, heard by demily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big salad fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asian girl: ...if I wasn't wearing underwear, I definitely would have let him slide his hand up my butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rpcc, heard by doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good message, good message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl leaving a message on a cell: ....Anyway, some good news, I'm not pregnant! Yup! You should be shocked, right? Ok, talk to you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-location unknown, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ah, special bonding time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute #1: Oh my god, this Saturday we get to spend time alone together!&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute #2: All of us?!&lt;br /&gt;Sorostiture #1: Yeah, no sisters for a whole hour! Just us!&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute #2: I'm so excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rpcc, heard by blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wasn't kidding about the states thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Is Mississippi a state?&lt;br /&gt;[A little later]  So it goes Louisiana, Alabama, Florida. Wait, is Georgia on the east coast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rpcc, heard by blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Another twofer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoochie Mama: In high school I was so skinny, people said I looked like I was in a concentration camp. Also I had a shaved head.&lt;br /&gt;[later]: I wanna, like, manipulate my child. I mean, if she dresses all hoochie you can’t, like, beat her…can you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-martha's, heard by artemis dali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Umm...creepy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy to girl: Yeah, I want to hook up with her. She's hot. But I can't reach her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lincoln hall, heard by aj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gonna fail f'sho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White chick: I hadn't done no studying for the MCAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-statler, heard by tck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;News-feed failed me again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: What?! Oh my god, you can't be serious, I was on facebook this morning and didn't see a thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-thurston bridge, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's true love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loud Cellphone Girl: I dunno, I mean, it takes a lot for someone to make out with you after you've been puking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-outside goldwin smith, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, fuck starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-3974252112842274580?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/3974252112842274580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=3974252112842274580' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/3974252112842274580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/3974252112842274580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/03/reticent.html' title='Reticent.'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-7919198609922836298</id><published>2007-02-20T00:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T00:53:45.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday sometimes is like being shot in the ass with horse tranquilizers</title><content type='html'>Best if used before date on lid.  Microwave until browning occurs.  Refrigerate after opening.  If not completely satisfied, mail back unused portion of product for refund of price of purchase.  Do not consume if lid is popped or bag has swelled.  Touch only with fork, not fingers.  Any contaminant in environment should be removed for full flavor-enjoyment.  Do not soil with reason, expectation, or candid and genuine excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submit me some overheards, or Ill come to your house and I'll light your little pantses on fire!&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess which part of 'sake bombing' this girl don't understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl explaining sake bombing: It's a shot of vodka that you drop into a cup of beer.&lt;br /&gt;Server: Actually, sake is japanese rice wine, not vodka.&lt;br /&gt;Explaining Girl: Oh... well, I guess we'll take that if it's all you have. [Turns to other girl] I mean, EVERYWHERE ELSE, it's vodka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-miyake, heard by anonymouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future Cornellians of Tomorrow...Today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babysitter to little boy: If you don't stop that, I'll cancel your playdate.&lt;br /&gt;Little boy: I don't mind. (Keeps whining/making a mess)&lt;br /&gt;Babysitter: Fine, if you don't stop, instead of the museum tomorrow we'll go bra and underwear shopping. &lt;br /&gt;(Kid stops acting up).&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-taste of thai, heard by jb&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewww.  My parents just don't understand.  I go to Cornell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Amazon.com? What did they get me...a *book*?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-appel package center, heard by disillusioned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overcompensating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Do you guys ever get giant puddles underneath you, in class?&lt;br /&gt;Weary friend: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Mine always seems to be so much bigger than everone else's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-becker, heard by ad'a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-7919198609922836298?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/7919198609922836298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=7919198609922836298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/7919198609922836298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/7919198609922836298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/02/monday-sometimes-is-like-being-shot-in.html' title='Monday sometimes is like being shot in the ass with horse tranquilizers'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-7822756288585475353</id><published>2007-02-18T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T00:38:42.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>Big update because I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Submit!&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paste Eater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl #1: Ewww, that tastes like glue!  I mean, I imagine if I knew what glue tasted like, it would taste like that.&lt;br /&gt;Girl #2: You know what tastes like glue?  Rice noodles.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hollister, heard by scott&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually think I know who this one is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broheim: Dude, the last time I was in Donlon, I woke up confused and covered in blood.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-donlon, heard by b&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freud is feeling very smug up in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl on cell: Yeah I mean, all the hot guys are gay and all the gay girls are ugly so it's like...no matter what Im screwed out of the hot ones! ... Yeah, I wish I was born with a penis... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-location unknown, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy eating while talking on his cell: No, I'm busy. Yeah I'm...working on my writing seminar...stuff.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-okenshields, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refreshing clarity from a hotelie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prospective hotelie: I've taken  a couple classes and they all seem cool, you know?&lt;br /&gt;Hotelie: Yeah, they're pretty good classes. You should definitely transfer. And I mean, why would you want a real job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-statler, heard by mceach&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon is their goldfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: Hurry up!&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: I'm locking the door!&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: It doesn't matter, we don't have anything anyone would want to steal anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: Except our expensive cheese!!&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: ...And our laptops, and our iHome, and our dust buster in mint condition....&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: And Simon!&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: I used to love Simon...but he's so languid now...I don't think I love him anymore! Can that happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-donlon, heard by jane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one...man, don't even touch this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute: Hey you guys, can police just, like, pull cars over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-college ave, this and the next two heard by pineapple girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, sideways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tasti-D Ho: I'm sorry, these gloves just make me want to walk like a crab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-collegetown candy &amp; nuts&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See "Stubborn or in a neck brace?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I'm not wearing any pants and I didn't even realize it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-becker&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lesbian stalker for a while.  Turned out she just wanted my flannel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blonde on cell: So I called her up and asked her why she was so mad at me, and she was like "You called me like 500 times when I was with alan, and I think you're a creepy stalker. And I talked about it with him and he thinks you're a stalker too." And I was like, "You really think I'm some sort of lesbian stalker???" Oh my god, I'm so embarassed!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-arts quad, heard by rv&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just our perception of the Easy Mac that is trippy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanned orange sorowhore: Hey guys, I think we can all agree... Easy Mac is just not as good as it used to be. I mean, Easy Mac was so good when it came out! What happened? (really long pause) And I think the noodles were bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-okenshields, heard by the merry jankster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick play on words, or merely a confused pervert?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1:  What are you doing tonight? Sarah?&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2:  Nah, just some physics.&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1:  Is it hard?&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2:  I don't think it will be, but if it is, I'll tell Sar to strap one on and have her way with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-engineering library, heard by r&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really dude?  Mine too!  High Five!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerdy Boy: That's my FAVORITE landbridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-in a dorm, heard by yer mom's friend's dog's babysitter's mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do hate people sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshman Girl: Did you know that in Fiji they can't afford to buy Fiji water so they have to import it? Isn't that SAD??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-location unknown, heard by anonybus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-7822756288585475353?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/7822756288585475353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=7822756288585475353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/7822756288585475353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/7822756288585475353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/02/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-117082768452991394</id><published>2007-02-07T00:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T01:00:58.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Overheards and New Allies</title><content type='html'>How-dy. Before we get into our shit today, I'd like to inform y'all of a new blog that continues the good fight at another university of high quality with students of...well...the new blog, based out of Boston College, is http://overheardatbc.blogspot.com . I know their Ear, and he is a fellow of some excellence. So if you have friends at BC, or just can't get enough overheards, click on over to them. I've added them to our link list on the right. They're just starting up, but they've already got some solidly funny ones. Anyway, back to sunny Ithaca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You say program, I say OS.  Let's call the whole thing off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl: Have you guys seen Vista? I think it's that new program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-location unknown, heard by unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The 9th one probably.  Y'know, the one where everyone's embedded in Ice created by Satan's giant perpetually beating wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florentine: Cornell was built to resemble one of Dante's levels of hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ho plaza, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Imagine all the people...understanding what's going on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engineer Girl: So imagine you are in Duffield...&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute Friend: WHAT, when was I in duffield?&lt;br /&gt;Engineer Girl: NOOO, I was in duffield, this is my story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lynah rink, heard by the merry jankster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids, Submit me some gold ones so that I might polish my statues with.&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-117082768452991394?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/117082768452991394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=117082768452991394' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/117082768452991394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/117082768452991394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-overheards-and-new-allies.html' title='New Overheards and New Allies'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-117074176933518309</id><published>2007-02-06T00:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T01:02:49.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Madness</title><content type='html'>Did you guys go outside today?  Holy fucking shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honesty seems to be today's theme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: So what major are you?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Douchetology. most people refer to it as Economics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-johnson, heard by fox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The other one was in her eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotelie [editor's guess]: I missed lecture today because I woke up and I only had one earring in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rockefeller, heard by kc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Another frat boy with clarity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude-bro:  Nah, I'm not going out tonight.  I'd rather wake up tomorrow and have a problem set done instead of a fat girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-trillium, heard by doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I share his curiousity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dude, approaching table of kids and addressing one: Excuse me? Hi, I noticed you put your salad in the microwave and I was just wondering...Why?&lt;br /&gt;Asian kid: Why not?&lt;br /&gt;Dude: Well, it's just, you had two. And you didn't put the other one in...I have to know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-becker, heard by a'da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh man I wish she had heard the rest of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl on the phone: You're gonna go rubbin' your balls all over other girls and i can't even...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-arts quad, heard by lichka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A loving mom, for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Why would I tell Professor Turner I'm pregnant, I haven't even told my parents yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-triphammer rd, heard by bailey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys have been doing better, keep em coming!&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-117074176933518309?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/117074176933518309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=117074176933518309' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/117074176933518309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/117074176933518309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/02/monday-madness.html' title='Monday Madness'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-117030264718347738</id><published>2007-01-31T22:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T23:04:07.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slackers!</title><content type='html'>So, I know you're probably used to it by now.  3 days go by with no post, and you think 'boy, that blog really has fallen off.  What a lazy author it has.  I remember the glory days when we got updates every day.'  Well, fair enough, but not this time suckers!  I have received 0 (count them, 0) overheards since my last update on Sunday.  This is unprecendented since the early days of yore, when we all wore dapper top hats and monacles and discussed the sublime dangers of entanglement overseas with those dirty krauts, when I had just begun the blog.  Seriously though you jerks, get off yer asses and listen to the stupid things people are saying.  Just because its cold doesn't mean they get any smarter.  This is Cornell folks, not some sort of well-respected institution of higher learning.  In fact, since I began writing this update, Ezra Cornell has turned over in his grave 10-15 times.  Speaking of which, he's 200 years young this year.  Check out the posters all around campus, he had a totally sweet beard, just unbelievably excellent.  But that's neither here nor there.  What is is that you bums need to start hearing stupid things and sending them to me!  Luckily I heard one today, or else we'd all be up shit creek sans paddle, and being in a creek of shit was bad enough when we atleast had the hope of escaping it into some sort of urine estuary or vomit river.&lt;br /&gt;Submit!&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;the ear.&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What I get for venturing up to North&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy:  I'm not really like a saucy, creamy guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-appel commons, heard by the ear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-117030264718347738?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/117030264718347738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=117030264718347738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/117030264718347738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/117030264718347738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/01/slackers.html' title='Slackers!'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-117003813573929664</id><published>2007-01-28T21:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T21:35:35.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday's Best</title><content type='html'>First week complete.  Good work, chill'uns.  Now submit to me!  SUBMIT!&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Word dude, let's try Johnny O's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broheim: Dude, let's go find some girls, and none of these art freak chicks with colored hair.  I mean some real girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-stewart ave, heard by the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maximum Coverage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorority-Member-to-Be #1: (walks in to #2 getting dressed) OH MY GOD I'm so sorry, don't worry, I didn't see anything.&lt;br /&gt;Sorority-Member-to-Be #2: Haha, it's okay, I don't care, I have a thong on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-north campus, heard by victoria's true secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Being an English major, this embarrasses me greatly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*TA divides both sides of an equation by a variable v.*&lt;br /&gt;Senior: Wait a second. Being an English major, I have no idea what you're doing here. Why is the v suddenly on the bottom? Did you just decide to put it there?&lt;br /&gt;TA: Ummm... right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;astronomy 102 section, heard by seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date Conversation 101&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grad student trying to impress a date: Pigeon shit is the most toxic bird poop.&lt;br /&gt;Date in disbelief: How do you know that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-stellas, heard by squirrely mcsquirrel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, If I kiss him, I could catch it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sorostitute: I mean, he has, like, clinical depression. That's like breaking your arm. Its, like, hereditary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wsh, heard by dek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoi!&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-117003813573929664?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/117003813573929664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=117003813573929664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/117003813573929664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/117003813573929664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/01/sundays-best.html' title='Sunday&apos;s Best'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-116968596761319247</id><published>2007-01-24T19:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T19:46:07.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Break's Broke</title><content type='html'>Well, break's over.  We're back.  And no matter how stupid Uncle Barry sounded after his 4th glass of Christmas wine, you now have to accept that it will not compare to the shit you will hear on a daily basis from Ivy-league educated Cornellians.  Sigh.  If you're anything like me, you avoided rush week like an albino avoids direct sunlight, and arrived within 48 hours of class.  Comin at'cha are what stragglers arrived over break and the newbies this semester.&lt;br /&gt;Submit, chumps!&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not so much anti-semitic as anti-sensical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jewish Kid: So I just got back from Israel&lt;br /&gt;Blonde Girl: How was it? Did you find Jesus?&lt;br /&gt;Jewish Kid: (confused look)&lt;br /&gt;Blonde Girl: What? Do Jews not do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ctb, heard by doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kinda has a point...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerdy Kid: Just think of how much money I saved over winter break by playing World of Warcraft.  It was $10 a month instead of paying for all the stuff I would have done had I gone out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-duffield, also doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spicy Lube!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dudebro 1: Dude, if I buy anal lube can I call you baby?&lt;br /&gt;Dudebro 2: No.  (pause)  You've bought anal lubricant before, right?&lt;br /&gt;Dudebro 1: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Dudebro 2: Yeah, that's what I'm saying, we're experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dryden, heard by the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great dinner conversationalists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl #1: Whatever happened to that bird?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Which one? The original?&lt;br /&gt;Girl #1: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: It's in [professor]'s lab. I put it in a bag and squeezed the air out so it shouldn't be rotting too much.&lt;br /&gt;Girl #2: It's going to smell SO BAD when you open it.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: No it won't...&lt;br /&gt;Girl #2: Uh, yeah it will. You'd better open it up, drop it, and run away for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;Guy:  Oh come on, for Christ's sake! After I removed the scent glands from a skunk WITH MY BARE HANDS and sawed it's head off, what could be worse?!&lt;br /&gt;[All giggle]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rpcc, heard by kinda creeped out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insta-friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude-bro: Did you literally just facebook me?&lt;br /&gt;Drunk girl: Our names rhyme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh jeez...just...jeez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black girl on cell: I've been hanging out with these white guys...&lt;br /&gt;One of the white guys: Martin Luther King would be very disappointed&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-both thumpty, heard by ad'a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why do people always jump to the least logical conclusion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Female Hockey Fan (after Cornell receives a slashing penalty): Ohhhh, he announced a slashing penalty! At first I thought he said splashing, and I just did not understand how you could splash ice with a hockey stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lynah rink, heard by the merry jankster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;High Standards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk Freshman Chick: I wouldn't drink beer out of your mouth - because beer is gross!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-north campus, heard by anonymous&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange she should act so knowledgable about brains...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elderly woman: Cornell, huh?  What are you going to be, a doctor?&lt;br /&gt;Volunteering dude: Yeah, I want to be a neurosurgeon.&lt;br /&gt;Elderly woman: Wow, you know a girl last week told me she wanted to be a brain surgeon - why don't you try that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ho plaza, heard by anonymous&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unclear on the concept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: I'm in the mood for something meaty. Can I have a veggieburger?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the nines, heard by mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Conjoined twins get conjugal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grad student 1: Yeah, it IS really hard. They have to wait and see how much, like, brain matter they share.&lt;br /&gt;Grad student 2: What does the one twin do while the other twin has sex?&lt;br /&gt;Grad student 1: I think he just lays there and is really uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;Grad student 2: Awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-temple of zeus, heard by llouie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pre-test jizzers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frat Guy 1: I already jacked off three times today!&lt;br /&gt;Frat Guy 2: Sweet! That's what I'm going to do as soon as I finish this test.&lt;br /&gt;Frat Guy 1: Maybe I should just go rub one out in the bathroom now... (gets up and walks away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-barton hall, before a 9am final, heard by maxwell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy hearing! &lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-116968596761319247?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/116968596761319247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=116968596761319247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/116968596761319247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/116968596761319247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2007/01/breaks-broke.html' title='Break&apos;s Broke'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-116577377736918469</id><published>2006-12-10T12:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T13:02:57.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG HONKING UPDATE!</title><content type='html'>As promised (though slightly later then planned) a huge giganto update with everything over the last two or three weeks.  Enjoy, and good luck on finals!  There'll be one more update before the semester's end.  Submit!&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This girl is going to fail her finals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Yeah, I've been doing most of my studying in the stacks.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Oh.  Where is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-between olin and uris, heard by alice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She doesn't practice what she preaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl 1: Well, I mean, that's probably for the best, because it's not like college is only about going to frat parties and sleeping with boys.&lt;br /&gt;*silence*&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: Ummm...&lt;br /&gt;*silence*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-college ave, heard by the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These people might save your life someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Walkie-talkie of Student EMT 1: Two-car motor vehicle accident, minor injuries...&lt;br /&gt;Student EMT 2: Dude...how far away is that?  We should go...I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;Student EMT 1: Nah, let's get some ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rpu dining hall, heard by scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh Gosh, you will never get a date this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: You know what would be great?  If degrees of freedom meant the temperature of the white house.&lt;br /&gt;Girls: &lt;confused/no&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: It was bad, I know. ... What if it meant the temperature at which the declaration of independence is kept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-uris hall, heard by drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I agree with her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensive Male: Pine is such a great word.&lt;br /&gt;Lankey Female: What do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;Pensive Male: Well, you can't exactly Spruce for someone, can you?&lt;br /&gt;Lankey Female: You should go to prison for the jokes you make.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-burger king, heard by buddha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh gosh, the door stays darlin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There's a facilities guy cleaning the external elevator door.  He lets a crowd use the elevator. They enter the elevator and once they reach their floor, one girl volunteers: I'll send the elevator back down to him so he can finish cleaning the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bauer hall, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cornell!  Cornell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Can I have a hot chocolate please?&lt;br /&gt;Cafe Worker: What size?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tatkon center, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They are rather easily confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl one: Oh, is he gay?&lt;br /&gt;Girl two: No, he's french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-green dragon, heard by meghan&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the saddest attempt to retain dignity ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Architect Girl walks in: See they ordered Peace!!&lt;br /&gt;Architects eating (stare back at her): This is Vietnamese&lt;br /&gt;Architect Girl: uhhh, Asian?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-green dragon, heard by fox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl on cell: You want to know if $55 is too much for an arm wax?&lt;br /&gt;[pause]&lt;br /&gt;Girl on cell: You spent $130 on waxing?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-txa department, heard by d'a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, I practically grew up on the farm, alright?  Jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Guy 1: Dude, have you ever, ya know, worked with slop?&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2: Yeah.  I've done it.&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: No, seriously dude, you've never been there... with the trough...&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2: Dude, I totally have done it.&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: When?&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2:  I dunno man, but I've done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-location unknown, heard by florack&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl 1: So I was, like, in this hot tub with this guy, and we're like, making out or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: Uh huh...&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: And then I go "what's your name?" and I think he said something but I was like "whatever."&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-arts quad, heard by alex b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diversity is Awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro 1: I dunno, I'm really into hip-hop right now.&lt;br /&gt;Bro 2: Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Bro 1: Yeah, this year I've got a black roommate...&lt;br /&gt;Bro 2: Oh sweet!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-collegetown, heard by the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And probably some Tasti-d later, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl #1: All you're eating for lunch is an apple?&lt;br /&gt;Girl #2: Yeah, I ate a big breakfast. I had a whole bowl of cereal AND a banana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-trillium, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, one is like...fuck they're the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl with latte: No, you have to help me out here. I know Ruloff's is relaxed and casual, but what is Dino's?? Relaxed and laid-back?? Is that the difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tower, heard by rv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ode to Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brodude: I don't get why you have to be in love to suck dick.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: SHUT UUUUPP!! (giggles)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-arts quad, heard by mceach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saucy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Construction worker stuck on a roof: What?&lt;br /&gt;Construction worker on the ground: I really don't like you. That's all I was thinking...See ya!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mvr, heard by d'a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doesn't really work that way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boy&lt;/span&gt; on phone: I went to gannet and told them I needed emergency contraception.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-terrace, heard by michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Holy nerdfest Batman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerd 1: You know, we never really have to grow up. We just have to know when to act like we're actually adults.&lt;br /&gt;Nerd 2, on Laptop: Shut up, I'm watching Batman the Animated Series.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-duffield, heard by doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harsh but fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Is "too" an adverb?&lt;br /&gt;English Professor: Why do you care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-white hall, heard by maria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dont bet on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frat Boy: We are ivy league educated men – we can figure out how to turn a bed sheet into a toga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-collegetown, heard by maria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perhaps the word man confused you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confused girl to another confused girl: You're a man-whore? I'm a man-whore too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mann library elevator, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-116577377736918469?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/116577377736918469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=116577377736918469' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/116577377736918469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/116577377736918469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/12/big-honking-update.html' title='BIG HONKING UPDATE!'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-116469769547848333</id><published>2006-11-28T01:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T02:09:28.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha...oops</title><content type='html'>Ok, yeah, I've been reticent at my post. Its been 3 weeks without an update. I offer no excuses, except complete laziness and ennui. Anyway, here are a couple to tide you over with a BIG HONKING UPDATE coming next.&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've all been there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl : It was a bad night... I was drunk... and high... and I ate half a bottle of ketchup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hec auditorium goldwin smith, heard by xcuterboix&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's so gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frat boy: I am so secure in my sexuality that I would do another man in the ass just to make him feel uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-trillium, heard by doug&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gold diggers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid: I want to die while boning some girl 40 years younger than me&lt;br /&gt;Same Kid: Dude, my second wife isn't even born yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lost dog, heard by doug&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't smoke!  We don't drink!  We don't fuck!  How the hell are you supposed to think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk girl #1: You're chainsmoking??&lt;br /&gt;Drunk girl #2: No! My boyfriend is straight edge!&lt;br /&gt;Drunk girl #1: Do I even know what that IS?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dryden, heard by rv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprising Clarity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: Sorry man, I can't. I've got the annual thanksgiving dinner at (fraternity).&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2: C'mon&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: Nah, I've got to. Besides it's a good time. We use it to entice possible pledges.&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2: Any girls?&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: Not really, but talking to the prospectives is kinda like hitting on a girl. We just try to get them drunk and then just start talking to them. You know 'what school are you in, what's your major." Kinda awkward. But it works. Soon they're hooked and they're our bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-location unknown, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Family bonding, not bondage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshman Hotelie Girl: Why would you take a 13-year-old to a whorehouse? That's just...weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-statler, heard by virgin ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Around 0...brain cells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart freshman: The Indus Valley civilization was around in 5000 BC. The Buddha was around in 2000 BC.&lt;br /&gt;Not-so-smart freshman: So when was Christianity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-location unknown, heard by nate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All of these amazing things were said by the same 3 wonderful boys waiting in line for Bob Sagat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Freshman guy 1: Dude, check out her ugly jacket...she's like an eskimo&lt;br /&gt;Freshman guy 2: No dude, she's an eski-ho!&lt;br /&gt;(the whole group of 5 of them break out into hysterical laughter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshman guy 1: I swear man, why can't we cut this line?&lt;br /&gt;Freshman guy 2: Yeah, we should totally punch people in the kidneys and just run to the front&lt;br /&gt;Freshman guy 3: Yeah man, we can take all of them.  We'd kill them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshman guy 1: Wait, you like Family Guy?&lt;br /&gt;Freshman girl 1: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Freshman guy 1: Sweet! That's fucking awesome.  Family Guy is the best fucking show in fucking history. (gives her a high five)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshman guy 1: Let's just have a real fight right now...maybe we could cut to the front in the chaos.&lt;br /&gt;Freshman guy 2: What? Are you serious?&lt;br /&gt;Freshman guy 1: No totally, let's have a real fight.  I'd kill you.&lt;br /&gt;(shoves guy #2)&lt;br /&gt;Freshman guy 2: Don't touch me, that's so gay.  If you touch me again, I'll fucking kill you, you fag.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sagat line, heard graciously by scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes are almost over, so peoples' brain capacities are at an all time low. Exploit this for our entertainment! overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-116469769547848333?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/116469769547848333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=116469769547848333' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/116469769547848333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/116469769547848333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/11/hahaoops.html' title='Haha...oops'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-116339284875397892</id><published>2006-11-12T23:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:48.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten days all at once HUGE UPDATE!</title><content type='html'>Blamo&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submit!&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'd miss it too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: I used to have sex every Tuesday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Oh really?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Yeah, ever since, I've been trying to fill the void.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-libe, heard by buddha&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There are some alpha delts living above me, and I'll just say this makes total sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk frat guy: I don't care that she was 300 pounds, she still had a phenomenal rack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-outside alpha delt, heard by hearing aid&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That line never works&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I'm going to A Chi O&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Why, so you can be a lesbian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-college ave, heard by xcutterboix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stubborn to a fault, or in a neck brace? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stumbling freshman girl: When I get drunk, I don't even know what clothes are on me.&lt;br /&gt;Stumbling freshman friend: (mutters)&lt;br /&gt;Stumbling freshman girl: Like right now, I don't even know what I'm wearing.&lt;br /&gt;Stumbling freshman friend: (incomprehensible)&lt;br /&gt;Stumbling freshman girl: No, seriously. I don't know what I am wearing right now.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-outside bear awesome, heard by fully clothed&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey!  Hotelies need love too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy on cell phone: Hey man, I just got my first hug. It was fancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-terrace restaurant, heard by blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For most Cornellians, homework is the best part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy on cell:  I'm drunk as fuck right now...yeah I went out after my chem test, and they had strippers! got a lapdance...she was bangin'. You wanna know the best part dude? I'm doing homework haha!...yeah...its due tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-appel, heard by zui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOTBs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarfed kid: He's not even fresh off the boat, he's still on the boat, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-thurston, heard by billstar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food science majors?  Idiots?  You decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: How do you measure salad dressing?&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2: (refers to notes) Ounces.&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: How much salad dressing do you put on a salad...in ounces?&lt;br /&gt;                                *15 minutes later*&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: How do you define a sports drink? Juice?&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: Cause its not really juice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-duffield, heard by burke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know...riiiing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy on Cell Phone: Huh? Hello? Oh hey, what's up, yeah that's weird my phone didn't ring...like, it didn't go riiiiing riiiiing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-east seneca, heard by hearing aid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorority girl en route to semiformal: We should have a super formal! It'd be so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-miyake, heard by twombly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wind tunnels are hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blowhard: ...it's like forcing your dick into a wind tunnel! he's trying to fight his way inside the vagina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-becker house, heard by twombly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All that is man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk guy yelling at passerby:  I know where you at, and you know where I'm at, and I ain't moving.  Oh, here comes a chick!  [pokes her in the boob]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-the middle of the street, dryden, heard by benji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So Much Squirrels!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: So, we should do some sort of a school prank.&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2: Wouldn't it be cool if we poisoned all the acorns on campus and had all the squirrels eat them and die? Imagine. Dead squirrels everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-outside wsh, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A good night, by all accounts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude: Hey man, do I have any more swastikas on my face? I tried to wash them all off...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-temple of zeus, heard by zak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You have to look out for sand, too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshman Girl: It's so much better when it's cold than it is when it's warm- all you can do when it's 115 degrees out is sit around and air out your vagina flaps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-outside rpu, heard by broyhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If this was you, I could use her number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorority girl: my grandma is HOTTTT! well, not hott exactly....but she is single!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-oakenshields, heard by jankster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cultural Awareness is dope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Townie bro: should we put the red dots on our heads? do the boys even put the dots on their heads? or only girls?&lt;br /&gt;Townie dude: no dumbass, the terrorists don't put dots on their heads at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ac moore, heard by jankster&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-116339284875397892?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/116339284875397892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=116339284875397892' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/116339284875397892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/116339284875397892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/11/ten-days-all-at-once-huge-update.html' title='Ten days all at once HUGE UPDATE!'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-116253971768170345</id><published>2006-11-03T02:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T02:41:57.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Mania Part 2</title><content type='html'>How the hell is it already November?  Seriously, I will give anyone a substantial financial reward if they can find the last two months and give them back to me.  Forward all information (and overheards) to:&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I...I just do not understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: I mean, just 'cuz I do it doesn't mean I do it fast.&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: …Yea, like, I used to date my chem TA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cascadilla, heard by hearing aid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God loves the religgy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jappy girl: so my parents are best friends with the cantor now.  We're really really religgy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-schwartz center, heard by minjee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think he means you're ugly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl on cell: Well they say the guys here at a B+ but the girls are a C-...I don't know some website or college ranking...What do you mean am I graded on a curve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-arts quad, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If Halloween can't get you laid, nothing can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshman girl 1: I met a boy in a kilt on Friday, I wish I would have had sex with him"&lt;br /&gt;Freshman girl 2: Yeah, kilts are hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-central campus, heard by sorostitute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Been There&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl: He was 26, I was 18.  I liked him until I found out he was a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-tatkon, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seriously?  SERIOUSLY??  Who are these people?  How did they get into Cornell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art History TA:  This print depicts the Sacrifice of Isaac, which is a biblical story where God told Isaac to kill his first born son...&lt;br /&gt;Art History Bimbo:  OH. MY. GOD. That's....terrible.....That's almost as bad as a girl telling her boyfriend that he needs to get rid of his dog because she's allergic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-johnson, heard by mary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't smoke kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: You'll die eventually, whether its from cigarettes or something else.  Hopefully AIDS.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-louie's lunch, heard by caitlin&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voiced from experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frat Guy:  Dude, Little Mermaid is a great date movie.  If you can't hook up with the girl, you can always jerk off to Ariel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ho plaza, heard by doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Triangles- now in four dimensions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Guy 1:  Why are we walking through the Engineering Quad?&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2:  C'mon man, it's like the hypotenuse... it makes sense!&lt;br /&gt;Guy 3:  Dude, we just got out of hockey and you guys are talking about fourth dimensions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-eng quad, heard by marcella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cornell Diversity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frat Guy #1: Dude, there are so many different type of people here.&lt;br /&gt;Frat Guy #2: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Frat Guy #1: I mean, just about every fraternity and sorority is represented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-terrace cafe, heard by vickie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Redundant.  Definitely redundant.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy with a cane: We'll go out. And party like rock stars. Rock stars with STDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-eng quad, heard by rv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a happy halloween!&lt;br /&gt;the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-116253971768170345?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/116253971768170345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=116253971768170345' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/116253971768170345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/116253971768170345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/11/halloween-mania-part-2.html' title='Halloween Mania Part 2'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-116219390610511722</id><published>2006-10-30T02:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T02:38:26.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Mania Part 1</title><content type='html'>Two parts, comin' atcha!&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Relish, you are cool by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy dressed as a plant: Fuck you, Ketchup! You too, Mustard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-eddy st., heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harsh, but fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid 1: I'm so glad I have a code monkey as a roommate so I don't have to live with someone who...&lt;br /&gt;Code Monkey Roommate: (interrupts) Is happy?&lt;br /&gt;Kid 1: Exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-duffield, heard by doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the suspension bridge, two boys pass a third jumping up and down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping drunk boy: Excuse me, I'm hopping like a kangaroo!  [continues jumping]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-suspension bridge, heard by fox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This poor man is really bad at being a frat boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude bro:  ONLY FAGS DONT SUCK DICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-college ave., heard by rv&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2 here is very much the voice of reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: Jewish long island girls are the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2: No it's all about cultural diversity.&lt;br /&gt;Guy 3: Cultural diversity? What about Alpha Phi?&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2: If you want to get laid go back to that party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-noyes, heard by didtheyreallyjustsaythat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I’m confused, so what is goodwill?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: I dunno&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Isn’t it that place where you get all your clothes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-economics class, heard by jleow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hail to thee, our alma matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: What do brain cells do for me?  Nothing really, they waste my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-arts quad, heard by boyim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUBMIT&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-116219390610511722?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/116219390610511722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=116219390610511722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/116219390610511722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/116219390610511722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/10/halloween-mania-part-1.html' title='Halloween Mania Part 1'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-116181567384217587</id><published>2006-10-25T18:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T19:54:07.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update 39!</title><content type='html'>Well, it's finally happened. I've waited and waited for this day, and today, someone submitted a conversation I was in. Sadly, I was not the one who said the quote, but it is still a day for great happiness and rejoicing. Enjoy. Oh, and submit!&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nice, sensitive, community service oriented m looking for caring, child loving f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy to girl selling breast cancer t-shirts: I'll do it later, the kids with cancer will still have cancer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mews, heard by Mike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;High Standards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanky boy: She's a sophomore with a pulse. Perfect for me&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-eng quad, heard by stef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Does anyone remember those Bud Light "man-law" commercials?  This guy does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confused Asian: Wait, I thought "Man Laws" were real laws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ho plaza, heard by the stairmaster&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in this lifetime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumb girl: Born again Christianity is the new black.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mews, heard by mike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wow, conceited and trashy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I always have these random people adding me as a friend on facebook. But sometimes I'm like, 'you're cute, i'll accept you'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-trillium, heard by taylor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is called the cocktail lounge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slackjaw: Why's it so quiet in here!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-uris cocktail lounge, heard by djbj&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why you'd want to be an AEM major finally explained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Dude: I like business? Sometimes. But i like parties? ALL the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-johnson's business school, heard by boogie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freshman are so...racist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Snoop Dog like, looks like a dog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rpcc, heard by suzuka addict&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This poor man doesn't even enjoy grabbing girls' boobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorority girl: And what's with those guys who grab girls' boobs?  It can't be that fun&lt;br /&gt;Guy friend who wants to sleep with her: Yeah...it's really not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the conversation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorority girl: Why would he stop making out with her? She was like taking off his clothes...I'd say that was probably a good sign&lt;br /&gt;Guy friend: Yeah...it was like "go team go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-commons, heard by scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TI...and I don't mean the rapper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: I wish my dad owned Texas Instruments&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: Wait, why's that?&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: Because then I would be really rich...and I would have all the calculators I wanted!&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: Oh my god, you're right!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-olin, heard by fultron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clearly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vice-president: ...we're all like kind of educated or whatever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-meeting of a very well-known student organization, heard by babygirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- The convo I was in?  High Standards.&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-116181567384217587?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/116181567384217587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=116181567384217587' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/116181567384217587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/116181567384217587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/10/update-39.html' title='Update 39!'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-116156535013373687</id><published>2006-10-22T20:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T21:02:30.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundays Suck</title><content type='html'>Howdy all.  Submissions have been down of late.  I want to go back to the golden days of yore, when we were getting 4 or 5 submissions daily, not 1 or 2.  So get your hearin' caps on.&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heidi?  She hardly counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loud girl on cell phone: And then he asked me what German people look like, and I told him, 'Well, I've never seen a German woman wear make-up.'... except for that one... yeah... no, not Gisele, the one who says 'Auf Wiedersehn.'&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-law school, heard by hey, i'm german!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They should really work on a pimple remover function on digital cameras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl on Cell: Oh yeah, the pictures look great. I was up all night photoshopping pimples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tcat, heard by twombly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Only if you share, man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jockster: No, dude, you totally have to use a condom with a plastic vagina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cook house, heard by hung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note that it is under 30 degrees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl 1: How cold do you think it is?&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: Well it has to be less than 60, because when it's 60 degrees you CAN'T see your breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-uris, heard by paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Too soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: I don't know what his problem is. Columbus day? Like, whatever, it's a day off.  I would celebrate Saddam Hussein day if I got a day off. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wsh reading room [in response to columbus day protestor], heard by sitt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've been meaning to meet you, I've got all this melted butter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy on cell: Oh, so YOU'RE the one who likes horseshoe crabs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-balch arch, heard by patricia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weather is simple when you're a dunce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshman: Is New York City warmer than Ithaca?&lt;br /&gt;Older Friend:  Cities are warmer because pavement absorbs heat. Like the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tcat, heard by anonymous&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-116156535013373687?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/116156535013373687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=116156535013373687' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/116156535013373687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/116156535013373687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/10/sundays-suck.html' title='Sundays Suck'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-116145314936549387</id><published>2006-10-21T13:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T13:52:29.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LONG overdue update part 3: the last revenge</title><content type='html'>Alright kids, should be all caught up after this.  Submit chillens. &lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sure man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude on phone: Shrinkage, man, shrinkage... no, really... I'm actually a fuckin tripod... like a horse, dude... I swear, it was fuckin shrinkage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-arts quad, heard by kaitlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk guy:  Can I get a pack of cigarettes?&lt;br /&gt;Hot truck guy:  Can I see some id?&lt;br /&gt;Drunk guy:  Which one? 21 or 19?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hot truck, heard by jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How can you really know a person, anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl to friend: You know it's like no matter how well I know the guy the night before, I don't necessarily know who he is in the morning. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ctb, heard by nanners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's a love triangle if I ever heard of one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preppy Girl on cell phone: So Dave like had his head in Jay's lap and his butt was up in the air in like this weird triangle thing...yeah, I know... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-baker, heard by james&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aww, that's so sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meathead 1 to meathead 2: Remember how special it was, the first time that we met?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-arts quad, heard by bjork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How can you eat ice cream that doesn't melt?  Seriously people, stop eating Tasti D-lite.  It's the most disgusting chemical cocktail to ever be called food, let alone dessert.  You're not fat, you're not getting fat, and Tasti wont help you lose weight.  Stop it.  Real men prefer women who don't have tiny thighs but who have dignity, class, taste and self-respect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: What flavors [of tasti d-lite] do they have?&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: Oh, cake batter!  I called ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-collegetown candy and nuts, heard by the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Math Majors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorority Girl 1: These sushi only make me half full...&lt;br /&gt;Sorority Girl 2: Really?? This pizza always makes me full.... you can have half of my pizza and I'll have half of your sushi and then... we'll both be three-quarters full!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-trillium, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What they're all thinking, always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frat boy 1:  I'm tired of doing my laundry.&lt;br /&gt;Frat boy 2:  If we all put our dues together, we could totally buy a slave!&lt;br /&gt;Frat boy 3:  Yeah, and we'd have enough for a really good slave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-statler, heard by jc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Studying abroad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant Student #1: I think I want to go to Asia after college.&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant Student #2: Why?&lt;br /&gt;BS #1: Because I really want to improve my Spanish, and the best way to do that is to live in the country.&lt;br /&gt;BS#2: That's a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-arts quad, heard by paralyzedindisbelief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haha, fatty likes to eat air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Broham 1: Dude look at how much air there is in this room.&lt;br /&gt;Broham 2: Dude what if they charged money for, like, air?&lt;br /&gt;Broham 1: Dude I wouldn't care, I'm not THAT fat.&lt;br /&gt;*pause*&lt;br /&gt;Broham 1: Dude don't you ever just want to like throw a knife up in the air above a crowd of people and, like, see what happens?&lt;br /&gt;Broham 2: Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-math class, heard by doppelganger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's fucked up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy on cell: You bitch! You killed a pregnant deer!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-trillium, heard by boodyish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Incompetenepotism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Prof's daughter: See, I knew the translation, but I put true because it could mean this, too - and you took points off.&lt;br /&gt;Prof: No, no, it's false. (Thinks). I made this test harder than I should have......don't tell mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-language class, heard by asma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today, we are being the cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worried junior:  Oh my god Betty we are totally not sitting in the loser section today. Today we are going to be cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-trillium, heard by inthecoolsection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-116145314936549387?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/116145314936549387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=116145314936549387' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/116145314936549387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/116145314936549387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/10/long-overdue-update-part-3-last.html' title='LONG overdue update part 3: the last revenge'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-116097162634300353</id><published>2006-10-15T23:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T00:07:06.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LONG overdue update part 2</title><content type='html'>Oops, I lied.  We're gonna break things down into 3 parts for ya.&lt;br /&gt;Submit!&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aw, please dude?  It'll be quick, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude on cell: No, I really don't want to put your balls in my mouth, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tower rd, heard by laura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUCK!  These are Cornellians ladies and gentlemen!  Where's the outrage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gal: Oklahoma and Ohio, I always get those two mixed up.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Gal: Wait which one is in the middle of the country?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Ah, they both are, kind of.&lt;br /&gt;Gal: Oh, well which one is a state?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Both&lt;br /&gt;Gal: Yeah that's why I get them mixed up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ho plaza, heard by taranto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Way out in the water, see it swimmin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dame: Oh well what kind of music do you guys play?&lt;br /&gt;Gent: Well, we cover the Pixies, like "Where is my Mind"&lt;br /&gt;Dame: Ohhhh!  I love that song!  "Where's my mind, where's my mind, wheres&lt;br /&gt;my mind"&lt;br /&gt;Gent: Yeah, but that's not really how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;Dame: Right, but I still love that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-stewart ave, also taranto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BRING IT BACK GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bro: Hey come on, sit down.&lt;br /&gt;Gal: Yeah sit down.&lt;br /&gt;Drunk mess of which has just stumbled in:  NO! (slams purse on table) I'M&lt;br /&gt;BRINGING SEXY BACK!&lt;br /&gt;Bro: Oh god, please sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ctb, also taranto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me-ow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Table Dancer Wannabe: Hey why are you acting like such a slut?&lt;br /&gt;Drunk Table Dancer: I fucked a Red Sox’s player and was Miss Massachusetts you fat ugly bitch!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-johnny o's, heard by entertained johnny o's patrons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A woman of high moral fiber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl on cell: Well, i don't care if they kill fucking humans, just don't fucking kill the worms!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-arts quad, heard by hearstoomuch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do not give this girl a degree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crowd of fans: Here we go Cornell!  ::clap, clap, clapclapclap::&lt;br /&gt;Dumb girl: Here we go what?  OHHH, Cornell!  I could've sworn they were saying Tarheels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-schoellkopf stadium, heard by dues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ah yes, many a polar wallaby I've hunted there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumb Girl: What are you wearing?  It's only, like, fifty degrees out!  You're dressed like you're in, like, the Alaska Outback!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-schoellkopf stadium, also dues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-116097162634300353?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/116097162634300353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=116097162634300353' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/116097162634300353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/116097162634300353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/10/long-overdue-update-part-2.html' title='LONG overdue update part 2'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-116084604914496205</id><published>2006-10-14T13:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T13:14:09.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LONG overdue update part 1</title><content type='html'>Well, it seems I've been slightly reticent in my duties.  For this I appologize.  I hope someday you will forgive me. There are about thirty overheards I have to post, so I'm breaking it down into two updates, one today, one tomorrow.  Submitting pace has slowed down tremendously (this makes sense considering how few updates I've been doing) but please send in your overheards. &lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough groveling.  It's stupid time.&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Real friends keep creepy sexual pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skeevy Guy: Do you mind if I show him a picture of you?&lt;br /&gt;Cute Girl: What picture?&lt;br /&gt;Skeevy Guy: Catholic School Girl.&lt;br /&gt;Cute Girl: You still have that?!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ctb, heard by bevans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sound Advice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl on cell: Well if you keep blacking out you won't be a virgin anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-west ave, heard by Brian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's why I've been hooking up with so many boys!  For my teeth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorority girl:  I hear seminal fluid makes your teeth whiter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ho plaza, heard by doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fitness is very important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerdy Asian: I count playing Guitar Hero as lifting.  It hurts my fingers so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-appel, heard by doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frat Boys definitely have Oedipal complexes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frat guy 1:  Dude, my dad is such a lazy motherfucker.&lt;br /&gt;Frat guy 2:  Dude, did you just call your dad a motherfucker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-west, heard by doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;USA!  USA!  USA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl on Cell: I mean, I feel kind of dumb, like, registering to vote and like not knowing what's going on and then, like, voting anyway.  But I mean it's cool that I can vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-collegetown, heard by rv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-116084604914496205?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/116084604914496205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=116084604914496205' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/116084604914496205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/116084604914496205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/10/long-overdue-update-part-1.html' title='LONG overdue update part 1'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-115941463493658903</id><published>2006-09-27T23:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T00:29:22.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Hey all. Those of you who read by rss, do not despair, we don't know what the problem is right now but it's being dealt with. Sorry about the hassle of having to click to the actual website, but sometimes its good to expand your horizons. You know, get out of your comfort zones and really face life. You know, Face to Face. All John Woo style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So much squirrels!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerdy Asian girl: No, the squirrels are totally different here.  Its like they're on a new strain of crack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-eng quad, heard by narcoticsanonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't have a habit of agreeing with sorority girls but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute: Upper classmen doing the walk of shame from north campus...now that is just plain funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ho plaza, heard by lj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kids, seriously.  Use protection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl on cell: I mean if I was a freshman I would've been all over him, but I'm not anymore and it sucks. Now I'm all paranoid about diseases and stuff and I can't just do whatever I want I actually have to think about things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-engineering quad, heard by gladimnotoneofthose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DU! DU! DU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Wait, is he in DU?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have &lt;/span&gt;to meet him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-collegetown bagel patio, heard by the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rofl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:  I dont type lol.  I just laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-collegetown bagel, heard by xcutterboix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby you look so good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Oh those cinnamon things look so good!&lt;br /&gt;Girl: You're so good!  {long pause}&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Yea sometimes these things just come out of my mouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-ho plaza, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C- in Gender Studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: So male and female...are those races?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-d soc class, heard by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submit!&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-115941463493658903?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/115941463493658903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=115941463493658903' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115941463493658903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115941463493658903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/09/wednesday_115941463493658903.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-115931652040653224</id><published>2006-09-26T20:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T20:22:00.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer back, Sun resolved, everyone jubilantly happy</title><content type='html'>If I have learned one thing from not having a computer for a week, it is that I am sickeningly dependent on the thing.  But now overheard is back, and with a vengeance.  I promise this long a hiatus will not occur again (precluding all catastrophic computer meltdowns).  Oh, and the problem with the sun is no longer a problem but a joyous solution.  What's going to happen is that we're going to send Monika the best overheards from the week, and she's going to use a mix of ours and hers, and then reference this little blog at the end of the article.  Dope solution, n'est-ce pas?  Ok, lets get into em.  There are a ton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No no!  Don't put that there!!!  Just think WWJD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip christian asian girl: He didn't DO it though did he?&lt;br /&gt;Hip christian asian boy: Yeah, he did. he's so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Hip christian asian girl: I know. I mean, hasn't he taken sex ed before? Doesn't he KNOW where babies come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-outside uris, heard by thedoppleganger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True friendship means jumping on a vietcong grenade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some guy: I talk about you behind your back because I'm your friend and I certainly hope that you do the same for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bebe lake bridge, heard by icertainlydothatformyfriends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*sigh*.  If only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: So at this Texas Game Ranch, they release Emos and you shoot at them... I mean Emus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-anthro class, heard by pace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A True Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Drunk Guy with pink hat: You guys should totally use chop sticks,&lt;br /&gt;it's so pussy not to.&lt;br /&gt;Hippie: (light-heartedly) We're trying to save some trees &lt;laughs&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink Hat: Do you have any idea how many geese I killed today? 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-miyake, heard by hearing aid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Um...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orgo Prof: We have partial superimposability of molecules, it's like being partially pregnant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-baker 200, heard by opakapaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, technically not a Cornell student, but still hilarious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hobo (gesturing to trash can): I was right! There's definitely a big hole in this thing!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-linden ave., heard by dek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DU! DU! DU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk guy: I could totally take on that tree, just level it.&lt;br /&gt;Drunk girl: I think the tree would win.&lt;br /&gt;Drunk guy: No, really, I think I could take it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-outside du, heard by kimothy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey!  I walk on that quad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshman guy 1: Hey dude... how many guys do you think have whipped out their balls in the middle of the quad?&lt;br /&gt;Freshman guy 2: Uhh I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Freshman guy 1: Cuz I just did!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-arts quad, heard by ann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somewhere, a fairy dropped dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl #1: ...but I don't want to look fake.&lt;br /&gt;Girl #2: Well looking a little fake is normal because I mean it's normal to get plastic surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cascadeli terrace, heard by godspeakstomeontheradio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl: I mean, I agreed to play beer pong with him, but we're not like, dating!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-vet quad, heard by liza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank God for Vomiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1 arrives at table with yogurt.&lt;br /&gt;Thin Girl 2, though a mouthful of brownie: Yogurt is so fattening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-trillium, heard by sff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I blame society&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl: Why are we so bad at conversation?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: We have to, like... like... like, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-libe cafe&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;heard by sff&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thanks for putting up with the overheard-free week, and keep submitting!&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;the ear&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-115931652040653224?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/115931652040653224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=115931652040653224' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115931652040653224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115931652040653224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/09/computer-back-sun-resolved-everyone.html' title='Computer back, Sun resolved, everyone jubilantly happy'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-115880726158080211</id><published>2006-09-20T22:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T22:54:21.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crud</title><content type='html'>Well, my computer has just bitten the dust, so Im here in the library computer lab updating overheard.  Hopefully the fix will come soon, but until then, updates may be very sporadic at best.  But please, please continue submitting.  I will try to sign on again tomorrow, and check things out.  Also, w/ regards to the Sun, tomorrow the issue may be resolved, or it may not.  We'll see.  Cross your fingers, kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clearly a classics major&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshman girl: I think they should like, abolish the letters delta, epsilon, and alpha and just give frats names. Otherwise it's too confusing. like, that frat should be called the "red house frat" or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-arts quad, heard by twombly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A man amongst men&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: I had sex in the hockey line.  It was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-arts quad, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would happen if she was still there?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy (dials into cell phone): Hey man, so I just saw something incredible and I needed to call you. This girl just walked by, and she had some GIGANTIC KNOCKERS!...no, she's gone now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-arts quad, heard by blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sleazy and Horny, however, didn't make the cut&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot Truck Guy: So I have a question for you.  We're trying to think of all the seven dwarfs and we only have five so far.  We have Happy, Grumpy, Dopey, Doc, and Sneezy.  Do you know the other two?&lt;br /&gt;Drunk Girl #1: Oh yeah, I've got this.  I'm SO sober right now.  Ok, so Happy, Grumpy, Dopey, Doc, Sneezy, and... SNOOPY!&lt;br /&gt;Other Drunk Girls: *cheer excitedly*&lt;br /&gt;Drunk Girl #2: OOH! And the last one is... HUMPY! YESSSSS!&lt;br /&gt;Other Drunk Girls: *cheering* Yeah, she got it! Woo!&lt;br /&gt;Drunk Girl #1: Ooh, Humpy's getting some action tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hot truck, heard by alc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So much slugs!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asian Girl: Dude, why do we have so much slugs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-college ave., heard by rv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sure it was the car, Romeo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dudebro: I asked him to use his car this morning and he just came down in his boxers and pulled it out....the car! I mean he pulled out the car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-uris, heard by rv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How exactly is this done?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:  Well, I guess I'll just pretend to hook up with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-unknown location, heard by slg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;submit submit submit!&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-115880726158080211?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/115880726158080211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=115880726158080211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115880726158080211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115880726158080211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/09/crud.html' title='Crud'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-115855143732257494</id><published>2006-09-17T23:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T23:52:47.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Winddown</title><content type='html'>We lost internet this weekend, but we're back and with a vengeance.  Keep submitting, its the only way we'll every be happy.&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cornell boys on: Fitness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dudebro:  Dude. Girls don't fuck guys who are fours on the fitness scale. They want guys who are fitness TENS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-college ave., heard by rv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cornell boys on: Dating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy on Cell: ... you have to find someone who has already blacked out to strap it on to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-buffalo st., heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cornell boys on:  Marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hick: My mom always said that marrying your high school sweetheart is like buying something at a 7-11 before going to the Super Wal Mart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-in a dsoc class, heard by superfan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cornell girls on:  Work Ethic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I think you can take classes pass/fail as long as they're not for your major or anything. I might take science pass/fail. And maybe math too...no, then I'll seem like a slacker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tower rd., heard by ned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cornell girls on: Standards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: So, I bought this new outfit the other day... I gave it to my roommate to try on cause I wasn't sure if I liked how it looked or not. But I do.&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: Why weren't you sure?&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: Well, my roommate is like 4'11'' and it looks good on her but I'm way taller and it looks really skanky on me.&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: How skanky?&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: Pretty skanky, but I'm going to wear it tonight anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bailey hall, heard by mobius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cornell girls on: Dieting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl 1: So what diet are you doing this semester? low-carb?&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: No low-carb was last term. I'm just cutting portions this term. [To&lt;br /&gt;barrista] Could I get a large mocha with whipped cream?&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: I thought you just said you were cutting portions?&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: I am. but the coffee is like caffeinated water here, so it doesn't&lt;br /&gt;count. Besides, it speeds up your metabolism or something so it'll&lt;br /&gt;come out faster.  It's not how fast it comes in, it's how fast it come&lt;br /&gt;out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-trillium express, heard by skeetskeet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cornell girls on: Directions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk Girl: There's so many people and I need to tell you this... I'm like so confused right now I'm in the wrong parking lot. I like always go down the same staircase every night and it takes me to the parking lot but now I'm not there and I'm so confused. I went down like 6 staircases and I kept ending up in parking lots and I couldnt find it... DKE I'm trying to go to DKE tonight. Yeah its like the best place to go this time of night... You know J_____?? I LOVE J_____!! He wears like the bestest sweaters, pulls, fabrics!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-libe slope, heard by demily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cornell girls on: Sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:  Don't go in there! That bed has Herpes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-deleware ave, heard by morrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cornellians on: Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: [in seductive voice] I have beer down my pants.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: [embracing guy] I have beer all over my pants too.  And that's awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-statler, heard by morrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, those ones were great.  Way to be guys.&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- Intrigue with the Sun continues. I approached Monika at a Daze party and told her to call me. She already had my number, so here's hoping she &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; does it this week. It's clear that the higher ups at the Sun (both Daze editor Elliot and managing editor Michael) are acting out of the best intentions and want to see this resolved. So it's all on her. And we're all so sick of this, that if Thursday publishes again with no change, well then my lovelies, the gloves are off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-115855143732257494?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/115855143732257494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=115855143732257494' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115855143732257494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115855143732257494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/09/weekend-winddown.html' title='Weekend Winddown'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-115820607376434014</id><published>2006-09-13T23:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T23:54:33.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>30 updates and going strong!</title><content type='html'>Just a couple today.  We've seen a drastic decrease in submissions of late.  So remember: hear stupid thing, write email, grab 15 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mad TV isn't even all that funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bro: Nah dude, they ALL sound like Miss Swan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the slope, heard by lillers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awe•some: 1. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adj.&lt;/span&gt; Inspiring awe: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;an awesome sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro #1: The other night I got so drunk ... I went on facebook and started&lt;br /&gt;messing around and had no idea what was I was doing ... and I wrote on my&lt;br /&gt;own wall.&lt;br /&gt;Bro #2: Dude, that's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wsh, heard by herbstie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submit!&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-115820607376434014?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/115820607376434014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=115820607376434014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115820607376434014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115820607376434014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/09/30-updates-and-going-strong.html' title='30 updates and going strong!'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-115812209265114831</id><published>2006-09-13T00:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T23:46:58.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolved!  And new overheard!</title><content type='html'>Good news: Sunday night I talked to the Sun's managing editor, Michael Morisy, about this whole conflagration. We're not exaclty sure what the extent of the solution is going to be, but the end result is certainly going to be positive, at the very least being the referencing of our site in the Sun, but in all likelihood, involving some sort of RSS feed through the sun and some more involved, well, involvement.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who wrote in support, its great to know there are so many of you out there. Thanks for reading and being loyal, we can finally get back to the business at hand: questioning the sanity of the average Cornellian.&lt;br /&gt;Without further ado:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly not a doctor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy on cell: I don't know man, I can't see how much you're bleeding so I can't help you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-collegetown, heard by the kgb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finally, freshmen sounding intelligent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl 1: Shit.&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: Precisely.&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: Shit.&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: Punch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-balch arch, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finally, freshmen sounding motivated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1 [talking about the lowrises]: We have a big screen TV but it sucks balls.&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2: What? We only have a little TV.&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: Yeah, it sucks balls. The remote is, like, chained to the TV, so you can't even change channels from your seat! You actually have to get up to change the channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tcat, heard by notquitethatlazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again folks.  Truth reigns supreme.&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-115812209265114831?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/115812209265114831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=115812209265114831' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115812209265114831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115812209265114831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/09/resolved-and-new-overheard.html' title='Resolved!  And new overheard!'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-115790201058316816</id><published>2006-09-10T10:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T00:59:18.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Been too long</title><content type='html'>So not only did the Sun not publish the letter (sent Tuesday) but 'Overheard: Eavesdroppers Welcome' published again with nary nod nor mention to this little blog. In any case, now we're sending an email to Monika herself, in the hopes that something rectifies this problem. If, however, we see three weeks without any mention, change or improvement?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.  I don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's been a long while and we've got a ton of good uns.  Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And they say our generation's not involved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl A: That's so leftist.&lt;br /&gt;Girl B: Wait, which is left and which is right? Is democrat left or right?&lt;br /&gt;A: Democrat is left...no...uh...no, wait, right. Yeah, they're right.&lt;br /&gt;B: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;A: I always remember 'Democrats are right'. Republicans are wrong.&lt;br /&gt;B: Haha, that's so bad.&lt;br /&gt;A: Oh my god they are so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;B: Hey--my mom is a republican.&lt;br /&gt;A: Ha. It's OK, I'm sure she's centrist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-class, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seinfeld is never a good sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl #1: So did you hook up with that guy last night?&lt;br /&gt;Girl #2: Yeah, but for some reason it reminded me of that Seinfeld episode about the woman who couldn't move her arms when she walked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-engineering quad, heard by keds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think he wins hands down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk Guy 1: YEAH, Eli Manning is my dawgg.&lt;br /&gt;Drunk Guy 2: Yeahh dude Eli Manning is the shit, he's gonna be better than his brother.&lt;br /&gt;Drunk Guy 3: OH YEAH? WELL ELI WHITNEY IS MY HOMEBOY, HE INVENTED THE COTTON GIN, WHAT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-eddy st., heard by areyoufuckingkiddingme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Or maybe I'm just really drunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dudebro: So yeah, I have these dreams where I'm beating people up...I always wake up tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-libe slope, heard by twombly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I mean, yeah, but Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl1: I have my final in Hollister. Where is that?&lt;br /&gt;Girl2: Hollister? Isn't that a store?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dorms, heard by foxy lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some context was provided, but ignoring it makes this EVEN FUNNIER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student gluing letters: Oh no! The "E" is eating my colon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bulletin board, heard by foxy lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;College is confusing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian freshman girl: Hey, do you ever get invited to events for non-white people? Because I do all the time. I don't know what to do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ag quad, heard by the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Damn my erstwhile childhood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid on cell: I would've been fluent in like 5 more languages if I had stuck with Muzzy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ho plaza, heard by benji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading this one makes you dumber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: I'm going to New York City next spring.&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: Oh, for like, study abroad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-vet quad, heard by liza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok, we received this one about two weeks ago and agreed it was totally fake, because everyone in it was too self-aware. But, after talking with the provider of the quote, we've been convinced of it's truth. Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;Crash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshman - Hey! Do you have a bandaid?&lt;br /&gt;Sorority gal 1- What? Why would I have a bandaid&lt;br /&gt;Freshman - Because you have a purse and my friend is bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Sorority gal 2- Listen, we're [sorority name removed due to polite request], we have condoms in our purses, not bandaids&lt;br /&gt;Freshman - Well my friend is losing blood&lt;br /&gt;Sorority gal 1- Oh my god! Somebody call the hospital&lt;br /&gt;Sorority gal 2- Quick! Does anybody have a sock?  Seriously, we need to&lt;br /&gt;stop the bleeding!&lt;br /&gt;Sorority gal 1- Does anyone have a sock? Hey! Can we have your sock!&lt;br /&gt;Gentleman- No&lt;br /&gt;Sorority gal 1- Listen!  Give us your sock asshole!  This freshman is&lt;br /&gt;losing blood!&lt;br /&gt;Gentleman- No, it's my sock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-eddy st., heard by taranto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enthusiastic Girl:  No no, since "Butt-Ugly" is kinda mean, to be nice, you just say "Butt"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ho plaza, heard by djbj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jappy girl: Hey, um..what IS this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SKORTON INAUGURATION, heard by areyoufuckingkiddingme?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Describing breakfast at Trillium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frat head- Dude, this is so much better! They have, like, eggs and shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-trillium, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew!  Keep sending in your overheards, and if you have any advise/inside info on the sun thing, don't hesitate to contact.&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-115790201058316816?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/115790201058316816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=115790201058316816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115790201058316816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115790201058316816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/09/been-too-long.html' title='Been too long'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-115760244232840401</id><published>2006-09-07T00:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T00:14:02.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun Update</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone. &lt;br /&gt;Here is a copy of the letter that I sent to the sun.  As you can see, I tried to give a small slap on the wrist to the Sun, but then suggested pleasantly that we colaborate.  I hope they publish the letter, but even if they don't, hopefully they will take some of the suggestions.  I don't think this should be an issue, I've heard from multiple sources that Monika is a lovely girl, and I have no intention to make this a real problem for the sun or for her.  How dope would it be if the blog was just straight up represented in the sun?  It would be particularly dope.&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello,&lt;br /&gt;I’m writing in response to a story published last Thursday entitled “Overheard: Eavesdroppers Welcome” by Monika Derrien.  I manage a blog called Overheard at Cornell (http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com) which has existed since April of 2006.  Our idea was very simple, we took the format of the website Overheard in New York City and applied it to Cornell.  So I was surprised, to say the least, when Monika’s article was brought to my attention, as it followed almost exactly the same format and content of my blog.  While it is entirely possible that both of us came up with the idea independently, and no actual content was taken from my site, there are certain similarities I found disconcerting, particularly the email addresses (ours is overheardatcornell@gmail.com, hers overheard.cornell@gmail.com).&lt;br /&gt;    I know that it is not a huge conceptual leap to transpose the idea from New York City to Cornell, but when I started my blog I contacted Overheard in NYC, and made reference to it all over my page.  The same was not done for me, and while this is certainly small intellectual property, I have put a lot of time and effort into maintaining this blog, and it was very frustrating to see this impinged upon.&lt;br /&gt;    This letter is not intended, however, to be accusatory or defamatory.  It is instead intended as a proposal.  Since we would otherwise be competing for a limited amount of content and readership, we should collaborate.  At the very least, I think it would be more than appropriate to have my site referenced at the bottom of the article.  But why not go much further?  We could share a submissions base, and have the article include (but not be limited to) the best quotes of the week from the website.  If Monika’s intent is indeed entertainment (as mine is), the website could end up being an archive and extension of her article.  This would bring more readership and more submissions (the lifeblood of overheard) to both formats. &lt;br /&gt;    There is no reason for us to be competing for quotes, ideas, and intellectual space.  Working together, we can make a funnier, stupider tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you,&lt;br /&gt;the ear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-115760244232840401?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/115760244232840401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=115760244232840401' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115760244232840401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115760244232840401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/09/sun-update.html' title='Sun Update'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-115750226069542388</id><published>2006-09-05T19:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T01:48:59.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coupla days</title><content type='html'>Howdy all, didn't get too many submissions, so we were waiting for them to build into a slimy pile in our inbox.  Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bubble tea makes you smartur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshman girl 1 (sipping on Bubble Tea): What would you do if you got one of these but you ONLY had a small straw...&lt;br /&gt;Freshman girl 2 (long pause):  OMG I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-north, heard by lillers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Are Mayor McCheese and the Hamburgler Bigmacivores?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy drinking tea: Seriously dude, come finals week I'll be living on this [tea] and tobacco. I'll be like, a herbivore or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-libe cafe, heard by elf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why they always gotta change a thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Freshman girl: I hate the new facebook!!!! It makes stalking less fun because they do it all for you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-goldwin smith, heard by lj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That guy always was sassy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Guy 1 (to guy 2): The problem is you're a little bitch&lt;br /&gt;Card swiper: That explains a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rpcc, heard by dj osep&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clearly a Gov. Major&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Guy 1: FBI?&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2: Yeah, man. Federal Bureau of Intoxication.&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: Is that... is that a real bureau?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-okenshields, heard by toby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gotta love TAs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Math TA discussing the volume of the Earth- when you start in the center it's going to be very dense and as you go out towards the crust you're going to be adding less mass... because there are holes... there might be caves and and stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-class, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good work everyone, see you tomorrow (and look for our letter to the editor).&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-115750226069542388?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/115750226069542388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=115750226069542388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115750226069542388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115750226069542388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/09/coupla-days.html' title='Coupla days'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-115706054742111486</id><published>2006-08-31T16:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T17:42:30.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stolen!</title><content type='html'>I dont know how many of you caught today's Daily Sun, or how many of you saw the new column by one Monika Derrien, but it was brought to my attention by a friend.  The article is entitled 'Overheard: Eavesdroppers Welcome'.  It reads like a bad update of this blog, with a cutesy little intro in which she tells us 'Look for more overheards every Thursday!'  and then moves on to a couple of mediocre overheards.  The article contains no reference to this blog and we were not contacted.&lt;br /&gt;    Sure, it's possible that she just came up with the idea on her own, but I find that fairly hard to believe.  Especially given her email address is the ever so different overheard.cornell@gmail.com (I can imagine a Vanilla Ice-esque explanation: 'No no no, my adress is overheard.cornell, theirs is overheardatcornell!)  Yes, that's right, we've been flagrantly ripped off, and by the Sun no less!  A letter to the editor is currently in the works.  It's very possible that her editors (or the entire editorial staff) were unaware of this blog, and if she had contacted us we would have been more than pleased to cooperate (I mean, think about the exposure) but in fact she just stole the idea, plain and simple. &lt;br /&gt;    I doubt the editors of the Sun wanted this, or would support this once they were made aware of the situation.  But I just wanted you all to know we here at overheard were not involved and not contacted with regards to this article.&lt;br /&gt;    We'll keep you updated as more develops.&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- I gave you her email address with a knowing wink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-115706054742111486?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/115706054742111486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=115706054742111486' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115706054742111486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115706054742111486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/08/stolen.html' title='Stolen!'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-115699985615898297</id><published>2006-08-31T00:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T00:50:56.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Looks like once again we're getting tons of overheards, so many that we can even be selective and just show you the really good ones.  Keep it up kinder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I imagine it said "jaw"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Freshman girl: Who's the ja?&lt;br /&gt;Freshman boy: The hommie you get sent to if you're bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-risley, looking at a get out of J.A. free poster, heard by opakapa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No.  No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Oh, you're on the Sun - do you know the sex editor?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Yeah, she's like the sweetest girl ever!&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Does she even have sex?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-eddy st., heard by anonybus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cue the dueling banjos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl on cell : Wait, so what happened to our incest circle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-outside ctb, heard by narcotics anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somebody's been to New York&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Guy: This is just like the New York City subway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -on the tcat, heard&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;by mb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They totally stole this from the Man Show, but it's still kinda funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: We started a petition to end women's suffrage and like 20 girls signed it.&lt;br /&gt;Friend: I think if you're dumb enough to sign something like that, you lose your right to vote anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-okenshields, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ah, to be young again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I remember putting out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-thurston bridge, heard by the kgb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A true sushi aficionado would know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gourmand: I always wonder whether imitation crab is a type of crab or like, actually fake crab. I think about it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-carol's cafe, heard by benji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fight the system!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Comrade 1: I mean when you're that company trying to take down an american company...that's not an easy fight. You're fighting the core of american capitalism.&lt;br /&gt;Comrade 2: Yeah man.&lt;br /&gt;Comrade 1: Dude, you want to play some tekken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-west, heard by benji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great work all.  Keep 'em coming.&lt;br /&gt;Overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-115699985615898297?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/115699985615898297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=115699985615898297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115699985615898297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115699985615898297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/08/fat-wednesday.html' title='Fat Wednesday'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-115679724939245493</id><published>2006-08-28T16:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T16:34:09.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the long delay, the overheard offices have not had internet for a week, and a long anxious week it has been. We apologize sincerely for the break, and hope it has not caused anyone too much duress. But we're back online now (and hopefully for the rest of the year) with a big fat update. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshman texting: How do you spell Beer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-outside CTB, heard by the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah, that's it.  It's definitely not you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl: okay so with ________, our date went AWFUL, I took him home to 'show him my room' because he didnt kiss me in the car, and we get up there and he tells me he likes my shoes, umm..I think he's gay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-plum tree, heard by areyoufreakingkiddingme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Atleast he's learned something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshman Guy:  The girls here... Well that's it- its one week into school&lt;br /&gt;and I am signing the resignation papers on my penis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-north, heard by banks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Run, Florence, Run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Freshman girl in heels: Look at me! I'm so good at heels! Look, i'm&lt;br /&gt;running! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She stumbles&lt;/span&gt; Damn it, oww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trust me, you didn't have to point it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl: Oh, look, my boob is, like, falling out of my shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-west, both heard by kimothy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You keep on saying that word.  I do not think it means what you think it means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Asian&lt;/span&gt; Girl:  I hate that that's so Jappy here.  I mean, at home it'd be like 'whatever you're in a wifebeater.'  But here, it's like 'woah'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-college ave., heard by the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sophomore Awakening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro- Dude she is so hot&lt;br /&gt;Dude- Dude, I know&lt;br /&gt;Bro- But she's an upper classmen dude&lt;br /&gt;Dude-We're upper classmen now, kind of&lt;br /&gt;Bro- Yeah dude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-collegetown, heard by taranto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright all, that's it.  Submit submit submit!!!&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-115679724939245493?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/115679724939245493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=115679724939245493' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115679724939245493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115679724939245493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/08/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-115627715537270046</id><published>2006-08-22T16:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T16:08:33.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is...awkward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bro: Dude, can I get a ride home? I...uh...peed on my keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dryden Rd, heard by the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe you need lessons?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy 1: ...if she remembers and she's not upset, then I'll get laid again.&lt;br /&gt;Boy 2: What happened?&lt;br /&gt;Boy 1: She barfed while I was going down on her. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Target, heard by Erica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright kids, let's get those submissions coming!&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-115627715537270046?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/115627715537270046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=115627715537270046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115627715537270046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115627715537270046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/08/tuesday-two.html' title='Tuesday Two'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-115617745305668536</id><published>2006-08-21T12:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T12:24:13.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Semester's First</title><content type='html'>Welcome back everyone.  With classes not yet begun, now is the perfect time to hear stupid things said by an unassuming populace, and thus a good time to start submitting.  We've got one today to kick us off, email us some better ones!&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orgosm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerdy Asian Boy 1:  You're taking orgo?  Oh my god, Orgo was the worst thing Ive ever done in my enitre life!&lt;br /&gt;Nerdy Asian Boy 2: Really?&lt;br /&gt;Nerdy Asian Boy 1: It wasn't that bad.  Wasn't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ho Plaza, heard by the ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-115617745305668536?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/115617745305668536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=115617745305668536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115617745305668536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115617745305668536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/08/semesters-first.html' title='Semester&apos;s First'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-115515466605729780</id><published>2006-08-09T16:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T16:17:46.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Update 2</title><content type='html'>Yeah yeah, I know, it's the end of the summer and you're really sick of sequels.  But I forgot to post a couple of the really great submissions we got this summer, so, without further ado:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Philosophy 101&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guy: Given the pain of my last breakup, I'm reluctant to get into a relationship again.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Girl: That's why some people avoid serious relationships altogether.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Guy: Yeah, but at some point I'll be too bald to keep having casual sex all my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-libe cafe, heard by a sympathetic senior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even frat boys get frustrated by how stupid some Cornellians are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Party Girl: Excuse me, but what does "roosh ta-key" mean?&lt;br /&gt;Fraternity Guy: Huh? What are you talking about?&lt;br /&gt;Party Girl: Your T-Shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Fraternity Guy: That's "Rush TKE," as in "consider joining the&lt;br /&gt;fraternity you're at right now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-TKE party, heard by Brendan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-115515466605729780?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/115515466605729780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=115515466605729780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115515466605729780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115515466605729780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/08/summer-update-2.html' title='Summer Update 2'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-115499207969293309</id><published>2006-08-07T18:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T10:17:49.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Summer Summary</title><content type='html'>As classes creep ever closer, and the specter of Ithaca looms larger, it's time to draw summer romances to an awkward close, scramble desperately for what tan can be gained, and resign yourself to another semester at one of the best institutions in the world, which still manages to maintain a thriving culture of alcoholism, ignorance and idiocy.  Yes, Cornell is almost back in session, and so we here at Overheard are updating with what silly overhearings we've received over the summer.  If you're new to the site (or the school, welcome freshies) this site is run by your submissions. It goes like this: you hear something stupid, you write it down or remember it, and you send it to our email address:  overheardatcornell@gmail.com.    Include anonymous nomenclature by which we refer to you, where you heard it, and, if you feel it needs it, provide some context.  Alright kids, lets gear up for a long semester ahead of us!  Be strong, we'll be hear for you.&lt;br /&gt;-The Ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, we pay 30K a year, it's the least they can do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chick: These stairs are so steep!&lt;br /&gt;Meathead: Yeah, it would be much easier if there was an elevator or&lt;br /&gt;something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Climbing out of A GORGE, heard by Gremlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ivy League, folks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jock: We're seniors now... let's fail our classes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Helen Newman, heard by Steve_Heil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intelligence is for idiots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl: How is he so fucking smart?&lt;br /&gt;Gay boy: All that energy that goes towards daily life, you know, washing clothes, cooking, socializing, goes into academics.  That's why most professors own velcro shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dryden Road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Welcome to Cornell, where even your tour guides are brilliant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Tour guide: (in complete earnest) So you may be asking yourself, how many books does Cornell actually have?  500?  600? No....7 million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Arts Quad, both heard by Sangria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cell phones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl yelling into cell:  So how's the stripper roommate?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Gannett, heard by CDC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a short summer, but all of us here at Overheard have had good ones, and we hope you did too.  When you get back to Ithaca, dont forget to submit!&lt;br /&gt;Overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-115499207969293309?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/115499207969293309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=115499207969293309' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115499207969293309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/115499207969293309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/08/end-of-summer-summary.html' title='End of Summer Summary'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-114813065269394385</id><published>2006-05-20T09:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T09:10:52.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last of the semester</title><content type='html'>Hello Everyone.  School is finally done, and it's time for a loooong vacation away from the violent stupid far above Cayuga's waters.  And, sadly, it is also time for Overheard to take a well-earned break.  If you happen to still be in Ithaca over the summer, submit, and we'll update every time enough responses build up in the inbox, but if you're going home, you're outta luck me pretties.  But not to worry, next semester we're gonna be back in a big way, with some site improvements and a T-shirt!  So have a happy, safe, and intelligent summer everyone. Thanks for submitting as much as you have, and get ready for many more years of greatness stupified.&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There is just no context for this one at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl- I might do 69 by accident though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mews, heard by Himay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eal friendship means a rim job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl: I was like, 'I'll wash your back, but you're scrubbing your own asshole!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Outside Ruloffs, heard by Byron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweatin' to the oldies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: Keep up the pace! You'll never make it on Richard Simmons' video!&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2: Richard Simmons?!&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: Yeah, I thought you were like his best friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Corner of Williams and Highland, heard by spankypants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok, this lecture was kind of bullshit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor: It's possible the moon is made of green cheese.  It's possible I am the moon!  I don't think I'm the moon . . . it's possible that you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Myron Taylor hall, heard by Chia the shrub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for a lovely semester, we'll see you all in the fall.&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-114813065269394385?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/114813065269394385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=114813065269394385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114813065269394385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114813065269394385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/05/last-of-semester.html' title='Last of the semester'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-114791497073876552</id><published>2006-05-17T21:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T21:16:10.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday last</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This argument brought to you by Keystone Light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Brother 1: Oh i remember, that happened before you were really messed up.&lt;br /&gt;Brother 2: No, i was already messed up.&lt;br /&gt;Brother 1: But it was before the party started, you weren't really messed up.&lt;br /&gt;Brother 2: No, i was messed up.&lt;br /&gt;Brother 1: But you weren't really messed up.&lt;br /&gt;Brother 2: But i WAS messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;amda &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;lpha &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;u &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;psilon, heard by Lillers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sooo popular, its like woah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balchie #1: Omg, she is getting to be SO popular, she got 200 wall posts&lt;br /&gt;on her birthday&lt;br /&gt;Balchie #2: I know, SIX pages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Balch, heard by Lillers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Balch is on a role tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balcher 1:  What's going on tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Balcher 2:  I dunno, apparently everyone and their mom is going saki bombing tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Balcher 3:  Why are people's moms here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Blach, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's right, fight the monkey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bro: I'm so happy I dont even feel like drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Appel, heard by Riva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Smooooooooth operator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro: So do you like come here often?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Ummm no&lt;br /&gt;Bro: I know that was a totally lame first question to ask you.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Yeah pretty much&lt;br /&gt;Bro: Okay so if like you were going to start a conversation with yourself,&lt;br /&gt;what would you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-heard at 'some frat party', by lbw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright all, good luck with what exams you still have.  If, like me, you're done and done, enjoying deadbeating for a coupla days.  Hey, your $40,000 deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-114791497073876552?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/114791497073876552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=114791497073876552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114791497073876552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114791497073876552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/05/wednesday-last.html' title='Wednesday last'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-114783183490259904</id><published>2006-05-16T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T01:38:08.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Two days at once (sorry bout the lazy, everyone)</title><content type='html'>Hello all, sorry about the delay, but we here at overheard are also in the midst of finals and not full of the kind of pep we would usually reserve for updating this fine intraweb infopage. Also, there have not been enough entries to justify a top-ten this week, so first week next semester the contest will return. Thanks to all who submitted favorites already, yours will not be forgotten or deleted, but if you want to submit again in the fall you're welcome too. Alright, here are the goods, kids:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck getting Bob Sagat interested&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerdy Asian Girl:  They should make a Full House 2!  I mean, I'd watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Appel commons, heard by the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dude, totally hit that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douchebag: Hey, how's it goin'? I feel like I see you all the time... just not in my room.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: giggles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In front of Olin Library, heard by ifoundmyshoesinadumpster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hate losing things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy ghetto girl : And i didn't even realize that I had lost the shit, and I was like yeah, and i was like yo, and i was fucking high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Donlon, heard by Narcotics Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We all need someone to bleed on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute on cell: So Jon's nose just started bleeding. While we were hooking up. He was like, so embarrased. He like ran into the bathroom and wouldn't look at me. He hasn't called yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Arts Quad, heard by C.M.K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If two frat guys pass eachother in the woods, would it still be this stupid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frat guy#1: Hey, man, what's goin' on?&lt;br /&gt;frat guy #2: Just teabaggin'.&lt;br /&gt;frat guy #1: The usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Appel, heard by ad'a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Context: the boyfriend is attempting to pick something out from his teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend: What?!  Don't get mad at me!  It's not like I put it there with my....x-ray HANDS or something!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Okenshields, heard by mel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Context: Ga'avah is a Jewish LBGT organization&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mensch: I think Ga'avah should have this slogan: "Love cock? Hate foreskin? Come to Ga'avah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baker Dining, heard by Vitaliy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Context: This girl is really stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Blonde Girl: Are we gonna get dinner soon? But I have no meal plan left. So someone's gonna have to pay for me. Im not gonna eat, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Outside RPU, heard by Charlie&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, stop cramping my style!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salesgirl: would you like these in a pretty box or a clear box?&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: clear box  [Girl 2 glares at Girl 1]&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: PRETTY, I MEAN PRETTY!!&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: why would you EVER choose the plain when you can have the&lt;br /&gt;pretty?....come to think of it, that's probably why i don't get any dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wegmans, heard by mj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using those AEM classes well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: "... couldn't you, like, bribe your Dad?"&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: "With what? His money??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ho Plaza, heard by D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Always good to see a principled purveyor of pork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hot dog vendor: Are you girls in the hotel school?&lt;br /&gt;Girls: No.&lt;br /&gt;Vendor: Good.&lt;br /&gt;(Serves hot dogs)&lt;br /&gt;Vendor: I ask them how many cups are in a quart and they don't know. I ask them what the main ingrediant in cookies is and they don't know. They're lame. I tell them to go take some engineering classes and learn something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Commons, heard by Pendleton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, only a couple days left to hear till we leave here (thank god) so keep up the good listenin'.&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-114783183490259904?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/114783183490259904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=114783183490259904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114783183490259904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114783183490259904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/05/two-days-at-once-sorry-bout-lazy.html' title='Two days at once (sorry bout the lazy, everyone)'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-114765922318399703</id><published>2006-05-14T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T22:28:54.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Weekend</title><content type='html'>Hello all, we have a pretty hefty weekend update for you, but we need to talk. We know you enjoy reading this blog and all, and that's great, really, but we'd really like to have a Top-Ten edition and a T-shirt. And who wouldn't, right? Only problem is, you guys haven't been sending us your favorite Overheards, and quite frankly, it hurts. One of our editors is already teetering on the brink of madness, sobbing that no one likes him and threatening to jab a q-tip so far down his ear all he can hear is James Cotton and Cotton-Eyed Joe. So please, don't subject him to such sixth-grade square dancing depths, and just submit your top ten. See the entry T-Shirt Contest! for more details. However, what you guys heard this weekend was quite impressive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, but there was that funny dog on the cover of Doggystyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk architecture girl on party bus: "Who would you kick out of bed: Leonardo from the Ninja Turtles or...wait, Snoop Dog's not a cartoon character."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Beaux Arts Ball, overheard by ad'a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Definitely a serial killer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl in Stall 1: I heard someone come in.&lt;br /&gt;Girl in Stall 2: Really?&lt;br /&gt;Girl in Stall 3: Yeah, I heard the door open.&lt;br /&gt;Girl who came in the bathroom: RAAAAAWR  [leaves]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Goldwin Smith bathroom, 2:15 am, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hot Girl on Girl Action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Can I ... feel your thing?" [advances upon other girl]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Goldwin Smith, 3 am, heard by anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, silly, she was drunk before the shrubbery came into the picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incredulous girl: "you got drunk in a bush!!!!!!??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Quarry St., heard by lj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have to admit, I'm kinda impressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy on porch: "My cock has touched everything in this house!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-East Seneca, heard by K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'd drive, but daddy took away the beamer after the third DUI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute #1: Does this bus like go to RPU just on weekdays?&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute #2 (seated next to #1): Umm...I don't really know.&lt;br /&gt;#1: 'Cuz like, I think it does, but then someone told me it goes on weekends too.&lt;br /&gt;#2: Really? I thought it was just weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;#1: Yeah, that's like weird...conflicting evidence or whatever you call it.&lt;br /&gt;#2: I hope it goes there on weekends, 'cuz it would like suck to walk there.&lt;br /&gt;#1: Yeah, no kidding, that would like totally suck.  I hope it's going there.&lt;br /&gt;#2: It would be stupid though if it went just on weekends though, right?&lt;br /&gt;#1: Yeah...it's not like the buses are just for school.&lt;br /&gt;#2: But there is no school in RPU anyway...well like, nothing but writing seminars.&lt;br /&gt;#1: Yeah, but still, it would be so much better if it goes everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Exasperated stranger: This bus stops at RPU on weekdays and weekends.&lt;br /&gt;-- 25 second pause --&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute #3: Do you guys know if this bus stops at RPU on weekends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-TCat Bus, heard by Scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh gosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: So, I've determined that I definitely have an addiction to amphetamines&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Oh?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Ha, yeah I woke up this morning and was sweating and shivering....but then I just took an Adderall and I was fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baker 200, heard by Methyl Grignard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thankfully, it never strikes twice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worker 1: When I load that thing [dish machine] I never stop.&lt;br /&gt;Worker 2: Yeah man, Never stop.&lt;br /&gt;Worker 1: I'm like lightning.&lt;br /&gt;Worker 2: Lightning stops, dude. It's just really fast.&lt;br /&gt;Worker 1: Well you fuckin' wise ass, I guess I'm like lightning that never stops. Go get me a doughnut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-RPU Dishroom, heard by bs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dont pull any punches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude on cell: You screw everything up you are worst social planner ever, and your hallmate smells very weird!! [pause] Pregame starts at 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-North, heard by lj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They're like snowflakes, really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl on cellphone: Yeah.. did you know that there are different kinds of&lt;br /&gt;vaginas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HILC parking lot, heard by marz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The key to this one is that on screen someone is performing CPR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavily accented loudmouth: She gives the heimlich movement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pyramid Mall Movies, heard by Cinema xenophobe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew!  Alright everyone, keep up the good work.&lt;br /&gt;Overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;And please submit your top ten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-114765922318399703?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/114765922318399703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=114765922318399703' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114765922318399703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114765922318399703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-weekend.html' title='What a Weekend'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-114745940114691867</id><published>2006-05-12T14:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T14:47:17.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>Howdy Everyone. We haven't had hardly enough emails yet to justify a top ten or a t-shirt, so please please send in your 10 (or fewer) favorite Overheards, by title, to overheardatcornell@gmail.com. See more info in the last entry. Alright, anyway, back to the stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sound Advice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yelling girl: Don't get raped!&lt;br /&gt;Friend: Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Yelling girl: Just so you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Crossing East Ave, heard by Bibbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Still can't face the thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Ewww!  That's so gross!  My parents don't have sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rawlings Green, heard by the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The OH makes all the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: [laughing] Yeah, they was playin the text message game, shit! [no one else laughs] Yeah, they was playin the text message game, oh SHIT! [friends crack up]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pyramid Mall, heard by duestown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bro, fuckin', you could market that sign and sell it 'n shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: All these chicks come over and drink all my beer. And they’re not even hot. We need a sign at the door: ‘Ugly girls bring your own beer.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Libe cafe, heard by Allison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Busted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: Dude, you need to try this new drink I made.  You take lemonade, and mix it with root beer.  It is sooo good.&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2: You’re high, aren’t you?&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: ...Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-West Dining, heard by dudeissick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now normally, this one would require way too much context.  And it was said in a chat room.  But given how hilarious it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tracy Mitrano sent out an email warning all users of the DC++ filesharing network about its illegality. In the midst of the ensuing chat room uproar, a telling observation is made:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;phisherman&gt;Phisherman: Its like the end of the world the way people are downloading porn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cues, once blank, were now crammed to the brim with hardcore anal action, extreme facial abuse, and deep deep double penetration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-DC++ chatroom, read, transcribed and told by Trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't that great?  Now, submit your top ten!  Come on, what's the worst that could happen?&lt;br /&gt;And keep up all the good listening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/phisherman&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-114745940114691867?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/114745940114691867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=114745940114691867' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114745940114691867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114745940114691867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/05/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-114736077334946052</id><published>2006-05-11T11:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T17:42:17.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T-shirt contest</title><content type='html'>Hello all! As the end of the semester draws nigh, we here at overheard have concocted a plan that should spin your bowtie for weeks on end. We're going to have a top-ten-best-of update of this, our first semester in existence, entirely chosen by you. How does it work, you may cry in disgust and anguish. Well Jimmy, it's really quite simple. You send any number of your favorites (no less than 2 no more than 10, please) as indicated by title (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ie: Buzzed Aldrin, Actually, it's called gay-dar, etc) &lt;/span&gt;to Overheardatcornell@gmail.com, in no particular rank or order. Voting will close a week from today, Thursday May 18th. If we get enough emails, we will tally up votes and have a top ten edition.&lt;br /&gt;But wait, here's where it gets spicy hot: The number one overheard will make it onto a T-shirt to be made over the summer and sold at a very reasonable price in the first couple of weeks next semester. Then you can walk around in the height of fashion, mocking the heathens with your every step, feeling super-fine because what you really really need is another snarky t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope to hear from you soon with your favorites, and keep on listening!&lt;br /&gt;-the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pee Ess- If you are art inclined and find yourselves with a lot of time on your hands, either now or over the summer, and want to design a logo, that'd be amazing and a half.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-114736077334946052?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/114736077334946052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=114736077334946052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114736077334946052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114736077334946052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/05/t-shirt-contest.html' title='T-shirt contest'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-114732203772735868</id><published>2006-05-11T00:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T00:36:04.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday/Wednseday Twofer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dude, word, you gotsta have rules for the bitches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jocky guy: you know, if some bitch is over at our apartment next year, and she's watching tv, and i'm like, bitch, give me the remote, and then she does, that's cool. but if she's like, no, then i'm gonna be like "bitch it's my house, get the fuck out or give me the remote" just like if the bitch is peeing in our toilet and i have to pee, she'd better fuckin' get up. if she's on the toilet and i have to pee and she won't get up, i'm-a kick that bitch out.&lt;br /&gt;Group of guys: Yeahhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Donlon 4th Floor Lounge, heard by Wendy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Actually, It's Called Gay-dar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I could have picked any guy in the bar and I went straight to him. That's good 'guy-dar.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Uris Library, heard by anonybus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Always a good time for some gender reversal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I think it would be a great idea.  If we all chipped in, we could hire a stripper&lt;br /&gt;Guy: No, no, I don't think so&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Alice cook house, heard by rachel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a tall glass of man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Guy: If I were pregnant, first place I would go would be the hardware store to reassert my masculinity.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Wouldn’t you go to CNN?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: After the hardware store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ho Plaza, overheard by Allison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Worst break up ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Blonde girl on cell phone: I mean, I'm not objecting to you, I'm objecting to society's opinion of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Outside RPU, heard by Katherine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good work, today has made our staff very proud. We're ever expanding, with livejournal feeds, facebook groups, and links all over the place. Email your comments:&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-114732203772735868?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/114732203772735868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=114732203772735868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114732203772735868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114732203772735868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/05/tuesdaywednseday-twofer.html' title='Tuesday/Wednseday Twofer'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-114719140128441328</id><published>2006-05-09T12:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T12:16:41.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>(Slightly belated) Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grade Grubbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Guy 1: "I'd swallow for an A"&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2: "What?"&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: "You know, like to help the professor out. if i didn't want to study and he was cool with that."&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2: "Don't you think your girlfriend would mind?"&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: "Probably not"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Apartment building lobby, heard by wj&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking from experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Awkward Boy: That must hurt...like flossing your ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-outside Donlon, heard by narcotics anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Foreign languages are easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl on cell: No, you gotta speak Spanish, we all speak Spanish, you gotta speak Spanish like us.  (brief pause)  Exactly, good boys speak Spanish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-near Dickson computer lab, heard by rj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kids, use protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat Girl: But I didn't mean to get pregnant!&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Yeah right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-C-town parking garage, heard by mina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Probably not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: He's not in a frat!?!?  Does he, like, know anyone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-outside Dickson, heard by anonybus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good work kindred spirits, we're starting to get a lot of submissions daily!&lt;br /&gt;Keep 'em comin'&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-114719140128441328?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/114719140128441328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=114719140128441328' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114719140128441328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114719140128441328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/05/slightly-belated-monday.html' title='(Slightly belated) Monday'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-114706152443485551</id><published>2006-05-07T23:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T00:13:02.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Modern Dating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshman: I dunno dude, apparently I'm still her boyfriend or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-arts quad, heard by Sabrina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's cool, I mean a real friend would, but whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narcissist on cell: Hey man, i'm driving up this weekend to visit. You should totally throw a party or something while i'm there... no no, don't worry about it, man. I mean, I wouldn't expect you to go through all that just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thurston bridge, heard by Sabrina&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modern Dating 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl on cell: You mean your standards are higher?  Cause for me it's like 'you have a penis? come back to my room!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Balch courtyard, heard by girl with standards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In communist russia, door slam you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy:  Jesus!  Motherfucker! ... I just got stabbed by the fucking door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Outside Telluride, heard by dmc&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slope day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man just fallen off his bike: Sorry...I'm on acid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Outside DKE, heard by lj and rv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright kids, keep em comin!&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-114706152443485551?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/114706152443485551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=114706152443485551' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114706152443485551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114706152443485551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/05/weekend.html' title='Weekend'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-114679900029903340</id><published>2006-05-04T23:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T23:16:40.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New and improved Thursdays (now with more pep)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hotelies sometimes flunk culinary class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl on cell: Oh my god I LOVE making macaroni and cheese. [pause] Yeah but not shitty macaroni and cheese good macaroni and cheese. [pause] You know the kind that's really good with really good macaroni and really good cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Outside Uris hall, heard by dne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister 1: ...Oh, i thought you meant like you were in his classes.&lt;br /&gt;Sister 2: No, i'm saying like i would classify him as being stuck in the eighties, or nineties.&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute: I would classify him as a 20 year old stuck in a 60 year old mindset.&lt;br /&gt;Sister 2: I can picture him when he's like, 40 -&lt;br /&gt;Sorostitute: psh i can picture him when he's like 80. UGLY. and FAT. (pauses) and I can't believe I made out with him.&lt;br /&gt;Sister 2: Yea, neither can I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Appel commons, heard by Doc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Irony's so easy, Alanis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl on cell: I dont talk on the phone that much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-East Ave, heard by the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wonderbread wunderkinds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: You're the coolest thing since sliced bread.&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: I don't know if I want to be the coolest thing since sliced bread that's a lot to live up to. I mean what's cooler than sliced bread?&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: [Long Pause] Crustless Bread!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-WSH, heard by dne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Potassium's brain food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy on cell (giving exam advice): Eat a banana. Do you have a banana? GO TO THE STORE AND GET A BANANA! Eat a banana and you'll do fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Court, heard by bs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big Red Broke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girly Girl: You have 58 and you're bitching???  I have 25!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ivy Room, heard by allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 in one day?  Good work kinder.  Keep it up&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;And don't forget to include where you heard it!!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-114679900029903340?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/114679900029903340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=114679900029903340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114679900029903340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114679900029903340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-and-improved-thursdays-now-with.html' title='New and improved Thursdays (now with more pep)'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-114671372419378081</id><published>2006-05-03T23:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T23:37:52.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One week old and still kickin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buzzed Aldrin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk Guy: Hey ladies, where are you goin?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Uhh, the moon&lt;br /&gt;Drunk Guy: Oh yeah? If it's made of cheese i'll come with you. YOUR VAGINA'S MADE OUT OF CHEESE! [falls down hill]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Slope, heard by Wendy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fuck School, Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Meathead: So hey, uh, did you guys have a test?&lt;br /&gt;Friend: No, just a quiz.&lt;br /&gt;Meathead: Just a fuckin quiz? Fuckin, what the fuck, man?&lt;br /&gt;Friend: It was easy.&lt;br /&gt;Meathead: Fuckin hell! Fuck that shit.&lt;br /&gt;Friend: Yeah man, I gotta go to class.&lt;br /&gt;Meathead: You fuckin tool bag, fucker ... Alright, see you later man!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Balch Arch, heard by lillers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food Sciences Majors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorority girl #1: But beer is really bad for you.&lt;br /&gt;Sorority girl #2: I know! It's like drinking bread!&lt;br /&gt;Sorority Girl #1: But like a WHOLE LOT of bread! Like a loaf of bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ho Plaza, heard by Katherine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have a friend with a permanently broken toe, that shit sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: How do you know if you break your little toe? You can wiggle all the other ones to check, but not your pinky toe...I think I broke mine last night. I stubbed it super bad. I mean totally &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mashed&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kimball Hall, heard by bs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good first week kids, keep 'em comin'&lt;br /&gt;Overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-114671372419378081?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/114671372419378081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=114671372419378081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114671372419378081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114671372419378081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/05/one-week-old-and-still-kickin.html' title='One week old and still kickin&apos;'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-114662233000807821</id><published>2006-05-02T22:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T22:33:08.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All New Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eating is for fatties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorority girl 1: So, when she eats, she always gets one bowl of broccoli, and one bowl of something else she doesn't like, and one bowl of stuff she wants to eat. And she can't eat the good stuff until she's eaten the two other bowls and drank a glass of water.&lt;br /&gt;Sorority girl 2: Oh my gosh, that's so sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-RPU Elevator, submitted by narcotics anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meathead berates raw meat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oblivious Girl: I don't understand why they cook the meat dishes so fast, but the veggies dishes take so long.&lt;br /&gt;Sarcastic Guy: I guess they want to make sure they cook the grilled cheese all the way through.&lt;br /&gt;Oblivious Girl: Oh, that makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ivy Room, submitted by jw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cornell University, ladies and gentlemen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: You go to school?  I never do that!  Yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Uris library, submitted by wj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypocrites are HOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: He's just not cute at all!&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: I know, I told him he's not cute to his face.&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: No, he has a cute face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ivy Room, submitted by the ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty all, good work today.  Keep it up.&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-114662233000807821?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/114662233000807821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=114662233000807821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114662233000807821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114662233000807821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/05/all-new-tuesday.html' title='All New Tuesday'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-114654640265677996</id><published>2006-05-02T00:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T01:06:42.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another Manic Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cellphones make abuse convenient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy on cell: "I'm really fucking busy this week! This is fucking..busy..ness for me. [pause] Your roommate is stupid, ugly, flat-faced. [pause] Well, maybe if you spent one minute training her, just one minute! [pause] Hey, I've got an idea--I've got an idea: why don't you shut the fuck up. [hangs up cell]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Engineering Quad, submitted by ad'a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submit.  One a day will not keep the morons at bay. &lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-114654640265677996?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/114654640265677996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=114654640265677996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114654640265677996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114654640265677996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-another-manic-monday.html' title='Just another Manic Monday'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-114644775620880376</id><published>2006-04-30T21:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T21:42:36.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And who said this generation's apathetic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Frat Boy 1: We should start a rally!&lt;br /&gt;Frat Boy 2: Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Frat Boy 1: I don't know for what yet, but we should!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Arts Quad, submitted by jb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 preppy boys walk in silence by listener.  Suddenly:&lt;br /&gt;Popped collar 1: NORDSTROMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-East Ave, submitted by rj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Facebook usage does not imply English mastery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blonde on cell: I deleted you on accident!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Outside CTB, submitted by dek + lj&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College is so hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diva on phone: But I don't have any jean skirts that don't show off my ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-RPCC, submitted by bjh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok folks, time to submit and spread the word.  Overheard can't exist without audience participation.  Tell your friends, lovers, mothers and others.&lt;br /&gt;K thanks&lt;br /&gt;overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-114644775620880376?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/114644775620880376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=114644775620880376' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114644775620880376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114644775620880376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/04/weekend-edition.html' title='Weekend Edition'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-114619566790360965</id><published>2006-04-27T23:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T23:41:07.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thurs, hers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Animal Science Major&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: It's a beanbag chair mom!  A mouse could have figured that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Court Hall, submitted by cde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kids, shaving is important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Guy: You guys don't shave your legs!?!?  That's Gross!!&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: Well, you dont shave your butt do you?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: No.  So what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1 minute passes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: Haha!  You have a hairy butt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ag quad submitted by rj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright guys, submit more more more!  Overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-114619566790360965?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/114619566790360965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=114619566790360965' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114619566790360965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114619566790360965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/04/thurs-hers.html' title='Thurs, hers'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-114610799533926608</id><published>2006-04-26T23:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T23:30:19.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday Wednesday Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teusdays are the new Wednesdays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bro:  Dude, I puked so much this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thurston Bridge, 9:50 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heil Ezra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Junge: I wonder if there were any Cornellians in the third reich?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oakenshields, 12:30 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Female Body, Explained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorority Girl: What would the vagina look like in musical form?  Like, a harp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Goldwin Smith, 1:45 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cultural Awareness Appreciation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Asian Boy: You know, the typical rap song: "I'm gonna shoot you in the head 20 times, and then leave"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Appel Dining, 6:20 pm&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright guys, thanks for all who submitted today, let's get more good ones tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Submit to overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;Include a nickname or initials and we will credit you for your excellent ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-114610799533926608?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/114610799533926608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=114610799533926608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114610799533926608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114610799533926608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/04/wednesday-wednesday-wednesday.html' title='Wednesday Wednesday Wednesday'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-114602611474384011</id><published>2006-04-26T00:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T00:35:14.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First overheard!  4/25/06</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Engineering Quad, my dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asian Girl:  So where do all the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hip&lt;/span&gt; Asian boys hang out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Appel Commons, 7:15 PM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-114602611474384011?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/114602611474384011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=114602611474384011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114602611474384011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114602611474384011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/04/first-overheard-42506.html' title='First overheard!  4/25/06'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26986702.post-114602507031527741</id><published>2006-04-26T00:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T01:52:38.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Overheard at Cornell</title><content type='html'>Hello all. This blog was created in the interest of serving the good students, faculty and staff of Cornell University. As you probably know, Cornell is an Ivy League institution, and a college of great repute. And so you may be surprised, as you amble about your daily ivy-shagged business, to hear some of the stupidest, most inane, wealth-bred empty-headed buffoonery to ever be uttered by a college student, let alone a theoretically intelligent one.&lt;br /&gt;This site, modeled after the great Overheard in NYC (http://www.overheardinnewyork.com/) hopes to document the promethean babblings of uncouth youth culture at its most grotesque. Exaggerating, of course. But when that asshole next to you in the dining hall points to a sign saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;May Contain Nuts&lt;/span&gt; and yells: "Yeah, may contain DEES nuts" (the interaction which inspired this humble servant) please consider jotting it down and sending it to us.&lt;br /&gt;Either leave it in a comment on an earlier posting, or email it to overheardatcornell@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, since we can't beat em, the literate (and yes I mean those who can read) among us should join together and have a good, $40000 laugh as we realize that their AEM diploma is going to take them a lot further than we'll ever go.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome, and happy hearing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26986702-114602507031527741?l=overheardatcornell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/feeds/114602507031527741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26986702&amp;postID=114602507031527741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114602507031527741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26986702/posts/default/114602507031527741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheardatcornell.blogspot.com/2006/04/overheard-at-cornell.html' title='Overheard at Cornell'/><author><name>The Ear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248809832832113573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
