Welcome back to Wellington and welcome back to Vic! It’s bizarre to think that half a year has passed and it’s Re-O Week again; great job all round for making it this far. We’re pretty stoked about this week for a number of reasons.
Just in time for your first week back, here’s Cupie Hoodwink’s Guide to Campus Coitus!
We’ve finally won our atheist state. The current Prime Minister doesn’t believe in God; the one before him didn’t either.
I don’t think it’s contentious to say that bodies, and specifically orifices, are wonderful – but fucking weird.
It’s time to smash the roof open and rethink everything.
Without saying too much, recent events have conspired against me and not the other way around. There will be a lot of lies and rumours out there surrounding who I am and what I do, and I didn’t want to alienate my followers further, so I decided to lay them to rest by doing a profile on myself.
As a Pākehā New Zealander, I felt a bit apprehensive when deciding what to write about this week. I wanted to make sure that while putting forward my perspective, I straight-up acknowledged that I am still learning about the fullness of what a true Treaty partnership means.
Heading into the international break in two weeks, here’s my form team from this year’s Super Rugby. Let the disagreement begin.
We all know breakfast is important, and we seem to care more and more about what we feed ourselves at this vital time of the day.