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It's
really not that funny I
like April Fools Day, well not if the biggest joke of all is snowbanks
and more classes. But still, it's a great chance to illicit a fit
of laughter, of course, at someone else's expense. But I realized
something this past Sunday, and it really had nothing to do with
practical jokes. Instead, the day reminded me just how much I hate
really bad jokes. You know the kind, the type the guy you are standing
next to thinks are the funniest things in the world, as you stand
there barely able to break a painful smile. I can hear them now:
"So, two guys walk into a bar."
You
call that lighting? I
returned from Spring Break (spent right here in beautiful, downtown
Brunswick) to see a brand new addition to Thorne Dining. No, I'm
not talking about the new music selection (although I did hear some
Cranberries and Nickel Creek tonight at dinner), nor am I talking
about new mints in the shape of Presidental-Appointee Barry Mills's
head. No, the change that caught my eye was the new light fixtures
hanging in the main room.
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