The end of an era… makes me go all teary just thinking of our lost youth. We believed so, so much in the purity of our ideals, and the primacy of humor, and our ability to just get along with everybody we met on campus. Unity, you know.
This number was the final issue without a theme. The founders ran on at the mouth. As usual. And they didn’t get the puns in their contributor’s pen names. As usual. And the best part was the cartoon. As usual.
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