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Fling, Flang, Flung: Fling through the decades
Remember when Fling used to happen? Remember when the Round Up was actually mean? Highbrow looks back on the Fling gossip of Street’s archives.
Overheard at Penn: 04.10.2014
Indian 1: Dude, I heard he Frenched her. Indian 2: What does that even mean? Indian 3: Indians these days...
Word on the Street: Drag Me To Heaven
It’s 1 a.m. on Thursday morning and I’m sandwiched between a mirrored wall and four drag queens at a booth in an empty gay bar.
Ask Lala: Eating Out
Dear LaLa, My girlfriend is coming for fling and we haven’t seen each other in months.
The Roundup: 04.10.2014
PSA: This Round Up has been forced to relocate to the Roxxy by the Bureau of Liquor Control Enforcement.
Tweet of the Week: 04.09.2014
Remember to tweet before you fling.
Ask LaLa: On Becoming Headmaster
Dear LaLa, Last week I was blowing this guy after my date night and everything was going pretty well.
Overheard at Penn: 04.03.2014
JAP: How does Ernest Owens have a boyfriend and I don’t? (Ed. Note: Ernest also was selected for EOTW and you weren't.) Guy on Locust: They couldn’t get actual drugs, so she took a horse tranquilizer. Pledge: My Tinder standards are, like, not as low as my real standards. Hipster: Once I realized they were in Pikapp I was like “WTF” because I thought they went to Drexel.
If Highbrow Had A Million Dollars...
Here's how much of it we'd shell out to see each of these things go down.
Word on the Street: The Lucky Ones
Last Thursday, Penn released its regular admission decisions for the class of 2018. Only 9.9% of the 35,868 applicants were accepted.
The Round Up: 04.03.2014
Highbrow’s starting a new senior society. You want in? Sorry, we’re not looking for Greek “leaders” or overhyped athletes.
Tweet of the Week: 04.01.2014
Vote for the spring's best tweet!
Ask LaLa: Getting Lube-erated
Unlike the orgasm you faked last night, I'm real.
Word on the Street: An Hour of Our Own
Penn breeds Winners. Every hour of every day, we’re Achieving and becoming Leaders. And it never stops. 6–8 a.m., we’re competing for the title of “Woke Up Earliest to Do Homework.” 9–11 a.m., the game is on for “Has Too Much Class to Eat Breakfast.” 12–3 p.m., “Spent the Longest Amount of Time at Pottruck.” 4–6 p.m., “Too Much Volunteering to Eat Dinner.” 7–9 p.m., “Finished Lab Report Before Pregame.” 10–12 a.m., “Took Most Shots Without Blacking Out.” 1–3 a.m., “Stayed Out the Latest, No FOMO.” 4–6 a.m., “Slept the Least.” We just can’t stop competing, against our friends and ourselves.
Overheard at Penn: 03.27.2014
Pikapp pledge: We need, like, some more wholesome Protestants. We have a fair amount of Catholics, but they’re basically Jews.
The Round Up: 03.27.2014
Dear little Brownie Bites, did you have a nice weekend? Did you enjoy the sunshine while throwing back Guinness and Bailey’s?
Overheard at Penn: 3.20.2014
Theos boy: I’m kind of trendy right now.
