"shayne, you look like the uni bomber!" - maria"what is this? all this space and clean air?...i'm allergic to things like picnics and Frisbee throwing and the like!" - shayne and maria
quotes from our class venture to Fordham-Rose Hill that became catalysts to the proposed vow (which i have taken) to wear nothing but black until graduation. yeah, if we didn't scream "city" by the way we already looked, i don't know what else could.
