By now, if you Facebook stalk me to the extent I expect, you know that something magical happened in Paris this past spring break. Something greater than Florida State’s Cinderella run to the Sweet Sixteen. Something even greater than Whoopi Goldberg telling Donald Trump to STFU. Something outside of my wildest dreams. I’m referring, of course, to the time I spent with Morty “The Fucking Legend” Schapiro in the City of Lights.
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March 29, 2011
[…] My fifteen Minute Stand With Morty Schapiro in Paris « Sherman Ave […]
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August 22, 2011
[…] parties but you may be asked to chip in for the beer as well. Don’t be a dick, do it. What would Morty think of a freeloading freshman? I’ll tell you what he’d think. He wouldn’t be angry, just […]
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December 13, 2011
[…] What do you get the man who owns every possible color of purple ties?Morty Schapiro This is a tricky one, because on the one hand, there is no one in the world that doesn’t owe Morty a gift. From Libyan rebels who President Schapiro helped when he killed Qaddafi to rural Congolese citizens who he helped when he permanently cured AIDS, Morty’s laudable actions have left no person untouched. On the other hand, however, there is nothing we can give Morty that he doesn’t already have. Unless you can somehow procure for him a restraining order from Sir Edward Twattingworth III. […]
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February 16, 2012
[…] experienced by Northwestern students when Morty saved the brothels. It’s like a combination of pure unadulterated admiration mixed with relief and joy that you can still make housing arrangements like a game of […]
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March 27, 2012
[…] to make me happy? Then pour a shot of tequila in my mouth and tie me to Morty’s bed where he can whip me repeatedly with a dog leash while singing the Northwestern fight song and rubbing his nipples — don’t […]
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August 7, 2012
[…] run around freaking the fuck out of people. But tonight, the grandmother of a child destined to be Northwestern’s greatest president was conceived as the result of Captain Morgan and creatively improper use of a frisbee. I am going […]
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Mimi Schapiro=MILF? god you you guys are stupid