There is no doubt that, as an educational institution, McGill is behind the times in its approach to sexuality on campus. Instead of embracing the newly found sexual freedom of the new millennium, the administration has continued to hold on to the masturbatory ‘80s mindset… until now! The following are a few signs that McGill has begun to take on a more sexually liberated attitude:
Your transcript vibrates uncontrollably.
Your Con-Ed Prof’s car has a bumper sticker that reads, “Honk if you have jungle gym fever.”
The midterm is worth whatever you want it to be worth, sweet-cheeks.
Theoretically, anyone with a windpipe is eligible to win an interim scholarship.
Instead of posting the assignments on WebCT, your TAs write them on your naked body with ice cubes, and you have to guess what they’re writing. There are no wrong answers.
The course “Sexual Ethics” has been replaced with “Even Uggos Need Lovin.”
Marty the Martlet is now Corey the Clitorasaurus.
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