Dart...
A "thanks-for-your-creepy-confession" dart to the guy who told everyone within earshot at a party that he goes through underwear drawers at parties.

From an ISAT kid who never wants to take you anywhere ever again.

Pat...
A "thanks-for-going-through-all-that-effort" pat to the person who found my key in the parking lot, hit the panic button until they found my car, then hid the key and left a note on the window.

From a grateful senior who vows to make sure his keys are not in the same pocket as the snowballs he made to ambush friends again.

Dart...
A "have-a-little-class" dart to the JMU girl working at the store who tried to sell more than a fish tank to my boyfriend.

From an angry girlfriend who hates trashy, disrespectful actions.

Dart...
A "how-does-it-feel-to-get-played" dart to the smooth-talking guy who thought he could play two friends at the same time.

From the girl who knew you were scheming from the start and always will put chicks before pricks.

Pat..
A "don’t-ever-lose-your-inner-child" pat to the guys on Devon Lane who were sledding — it made my day seeing two people having fun in the snow.

From a sophomore girl that wishes more people would stay young at heart..

Pat...
A "you-both-are-real-life-heroes" pat to the good Samaritans who helped us recover from our "creative" sledding methods.

From two guys who are OK, despite their stupidity.