Self-Esteem problems? This little beaver says, "Buck up!"

This actually says "lens" and is a South Park reference--or just a coincidence?

This was penned by former US Poet Laureate Louise Gluck after visiting campus. Thank you, Louise!

It's the clorox.

I guess this needs some explanation.

Some people just don't like a little adventure every now and then.

Then you've come to the right place, my friend.

Overzealous Fandom, vol. 4: Can you feel the love?

To this response, CDS Manager Jeff attached a spreadsheet entitled, "Daily Toothpick Consumption: Third Quarter of the Fiscal Year." His opponent was crushed by the weight of his evidence.

This says, "I <3 COOKIES, WAFFLES, & YOUR MOM." I say that's fine, just stay away from my waffle.

But how will you get your daily dose of screw?

I looked up "mushroom" on Google and this was the first thing that came up.

Kekhup?

Three cheers for hushpuppies!

At least it's not a loud tear.

Happy Hour at Lenoir is from 2:00-4:00 pm.

Future Fatties unite.

Awkward Confrontations, vol. 7: What I wouldn't do for a waffle right now.

Why would you go through all the trouble of bringing your own stapler to staple this to the board of responses and not try at all to disguise your handwriting so it's not obvious that you're responding to yourself?

This was before wraps started being offered at the smoothie station.

This patron is pleased to be getting his roughage.

How rad is chicken chili? Rad to THE MAX!

TOL Update

I know it's been a while--I decided a week or so ago that the whole idea behind this website is asinine and I had better things to do, like racing mini-pumpkins down the dorm hallway. That was, you see, until I saw that yesterday the TOL blog had 350 individual hits.

I've never had that many people pay attention to anything I did in my entire life. (Except that one time with the cow-tipping mishap in Iron Station and you know, I can't talk about that--court order.)

Anyway, here's a small update and I apologize to those who wrote these hoping to get them answered quickly--they'll be going back to Lenoir first thing tomorrow.

Also, I added a guestbook which can be accessed by the sidebar. This way, you can comment on the entire site as well as each individual comment card--I know you're out there and I know you want to tell me how a.) brilliant or b.) idiotic I am.

Lenoir rulz 666!!!!1

Kerry '04: A salt shaker on every table.

I like this one because it's not necessarily that it was a Lenoir employee that fished the utensils out of the trash--it was just somebody, and this patron wants you to know she's a little grossed out by it.

This patron, while quite obviously pleased, reminds TOL not to mislabel the Clorox pie.

Me want grammar.

Awkward Confrontations, vol. 6: This customer cuts right to the chase.

Top of Lenoir: Providing hope for the disillusioned since a pretty long time ago.

List Girl, vol. 1: Here starts a new theme: "List Girl." Believe me--she'll show up again.

Don't eat the gray, bony chicken.

A near-sighted patron makes a request.