If anyone wants to come at me, I'll be wearing this for the next 3 weeks.

In high school, among my friends, clothing was a point of serious pride. Born out of disdain for doing laundry and love of Seinfeld, we decided to hold our own contest. Who could go the longest without changing clothes?  The rules were simple,  no changing clothes and no doing laundry.

You may think you’re up on all the tricks but I’m here to shower you with knowledge.  First off, Febreze is for plebs and shaking your dirty clothes around in a box with a dryer sheet is just dumb. Second, don’t be obnoxious and stick your jeans in the freezer.  What do you know about laying socks on a radiator to literally melt away the odor?  What do you know about rubbing freshly ground nutmeg into your clothes? Do you even think that burying your clothes overnight, like a squirrel, might work? No, probably not.

So next week I’ll definitely be melting faces (with my stank) as I participate in the Outing Club’s 5 Days of Flannel.  On any given day, approximately 100% of the student body here wears flannel, so this event should have pretty decent participation.  Outing club representatives will be stationed in Case between 12-1 next week, handing out “treats/prizes/cool things” to those sporting flannel.