Art at its Worst

he answers every single question in bios using a text to speech technolgy that im pretty sure he invented himself. Read More

Art at its Worst

As yet another April rolls around, I have a confession. I, Ratty Scarvis, one of the rats that roams the dorms and lecture halls of this school, am a nepo baby. Read More

Art at its Worst

I was holding Jimmithy’s hand with a ring on my finger. And... someone else’s. I turned to my side, and Steve Read More