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You're like a walking dad joke, but less funny.

When you show up to brunch overdressed.

Every Barnard salad comes with a side of tears.

Trying to flex wisdom but only flexing your necklace.

When your vibe is more 'meh' than Michelin star.

When your outfit screams 'art project' but you're just here for snacks.

This looks like my awkward first date with extra confusion.

Me when someone starts a podcast in Butler quiet study

remind me to schedule my highly unnecessary breakdown

You look like the chef of a sad fast food chain.

You look like the Christmas tree's rejected cousin.

Lerner architecture: A fever dream realized in concrete.

When your group chat says 'pet pics only.'

Bacchanal is a spring concert at Columbia that turns campus into a fever dream of headliner rumors, last-minute outfit planning, borgs (alcohol in a milk jug with a silly name that you day-drink with), glitter, and half the student body pretending they’ve known the artist longer than 24 hours.

Went full potato chip, one eye on the back of life

When your Zoom call ends and you're still in pajamas.

Like a Hamilton elevator: regal, but don't expect it to move.

Just saw my TA at 1020 after grading my disaster of a midterm

Debating song choices? More like arguing over who's the biggest dad!

When the org leaves you on read for three weeks straight

When the group chat decides to go serious but you're just here to meme.

Your vibe is a minion trying to adult—confused and colorful.

That hair says 'I'm dignified'; the cravat says 'help'.

Looks like someone lost a bet on fashion week.