Pat...
A "you-make-life-exciting" pat to my four female co-streakers for braving the bitter cold and making the start to our last semester at JMU a crazy one.

From a first-time streaker who is going to miss you girls after graduation.

Dart...
A "way-to-pay-attention" dart to the guy in Human Sexuality class who proceeded to snore louder than the lecture throughout almost the entire class.

From an aggravated junior who believes that just because you don't think the female anatomy is important, doesn't mean your classmates agree.

Pat...
A "thanks-for-not-yelling-at-me" pat to the Mustang owner who drove into an apartment complex sign because of my stupidity.

From a girl who will look both ways before crossing the street from now on and whose offer still stands if you ever need a ride.

Dart...
A "you-smell" dart to our stinky suitemates who are apparently too cheap to go out and buy a stick of deodorant once in a while. We shouldn't have to hold our noses every time we want to brush our teeth.

From two clean students across the hall who used to think pigs smelled bad — until we met you.

Pat...
A "way to help us explore our wild side" pat to the manager at an on-campus convenience store who decided to add fluffy handcuffs to the store's inventory.

From three excited sophomores whose Tuesday candy run was turned into a very exhilarating experience.

Dart...
A "don't piss me off or I'll take it outside" dart to all the rude customers who made the post-Christmas return season miserable, especially the $8,000 open equipment returns.

From a senior who works in customer service at a local electronics store and is at her wit's end.