Columbia has the craziest college whores on the planet, and not in a "sex-positive" Camile Paglia way, or even a "Hello may I rape you" Joe Francis way. If you have a fringe cause, like "Save the Icelandic Hermaphrodites," put up a booth during orientation week and you'll have hundreds of young "free thinkers" clawing like starving Bengal tigers for a slot. I dated one of these whores, she went from being the nice girl on the debate team who could also open a beer bottle with her teeth to one of those "Save the Whales" bitches. To prove it she once sent me a book titled Everything Men Know About Women. The joke was that it was blank. Unfortunately, the joke was on her as my buddies frequented just about every bar in Hanover with that book looking for filthy derogatory things we could write about wores like that, kind of a low-fi XPT. I mailed it back to her as a "graduation present."