Columbia’s Bwog: “Please don’t let us get beat by Wesleyan.“
Comments from the Bwog: “how do you even PRONOUNCE wesleying? grossssss. well their chunk of pie is more than twice as big as ours. VOTE.“
Harvard’s Gadfly: “The early front-runners seem to be blogs from Wesleyan and Columbia. Though they both seem to be written by very congenial people, we still consider them the enemy. And you know what that means, don’t you? Ask General Patton:
You know…My God, I actually pity those poor bastards we’re going up against. My God, I do. We’re not just going to shoot the bastards, we’re going to cut out their living guts and use them to grease the treads of our tanks. We’re going to murder those lousy Hun bastards by the bushel. Now some of you boys, I know, are wondering whether or not you’ll chicken out under fire. Don’t worry about it. I can assure you that you’ll all do your duty. The Nazis are the enemy. Wade into them. Spill their blood, shoot them in the belly. When you put your hand into a bunch of goo, that a moment before was your best friends face, you’ll know what to do.”
Harvard’s Pablog: “So here’s Pablog’s pitch: a Ball State podcast? “Bwog”? InsideVandy? Wesleying?!” (Yes, extra exclamation mark, because we are surely the most ridiculous of the options.)
Dear Columbia: We love pie and are very glad to hear you do too. Perhaps we can be pie pals.
But hey, Wesleyan’s all about peace, joy, and passing the joint. Make love, not war; Make cliches, not enemies, yadda yadda yadda the end. We love you all.
(P.S. Remember to vote for us.)