The Signs of the Apocalypse Issue
March 2007
- Returning student affects annoying, fake accent
- Duke campus besieged by confused Vikings
- God of the sea seeks revenge at Neptune's loss
- That "golden delicious" apple was surprisingly undelicious


Please, Sir, may I have some more?

I think I might just sell you into slavery


Reasons for believing we are, in fact, no longer in Kansas
- Munchkins (60.3%)
- A mountain (4%)
- A sign indicating otherwise (18%)
- A beach (3%)
- An old Kucinich sticker (5%)
- Culture (10.7%)
March 2007 Articles
- Center Spread: Bounce buries a
bodytime capsule
- 10 things we will never joke about again
- The editor-in-chief takes long road to power
- Super-sultry storytime suggests a subject for sensuous students
- WoW spring break madness 2007
- UNC Hospitals to initiate new system for kidney distribution
- Rhodes scholar to undo Rhodes' legacy
- Dumbass kid ruins fun for everybody
- Ask Alli
- "Lost" writers lost
- CAP Act leads to little pizza parties
- Man claims victory over Solitaire
- Student absorbs culture, bird flu while abroad
- New Editor-in-Chief already an epic asshole
- A linguistic phenomenon
- Allred claims throne
- Fanfiction not "fantastic," say lawyers
- Spoiler alert! HP7 leaked to BoUNCe
- Spring Break in Chapel Hill
You may have noticed the four horsemen of the apocalypse being swiped into Lenoir on the cover. See what happened was: the world was ending - the earth was cracking open, buildings were falling, people were getting raptured, silly string made a comeback, it was crazy. But it was also the horsemen’s first day on the job, and, frankly, they had been in better shape 2,000 years ago. Needless to say, after a long day of apocalypsing, they were feeling quite peckish. So they figured, instead of waiting until they got all the way back to hell before they ate, they could just swing by Top of Lenoir on the way to the underworld. Pestilence had some extra meals and, they concurred, the food tastes like death anyway.
Brittney Spears, after
having shaved herself
bald during a bout of
the crazies.
Maybe it’s the post-holiday blues. Maybe it’s the sudden twenty-degree shifts in temperature. Maybe it’s the frangible Wii bracelets. Whatever the cause, there’s been a palpable tension in the air of late, which has already proven itself too much for some to handle. But have no fear. We at BoUNCe have taken it upon ourselves to bring peace and comfort to our fellow students in these uncertain times. That’s what we’re here for. In your fitful, nightmarish slumber, we’re your warm, scratchy, polyurethane blanket. In your moment of public humiliation, we’re the a cappella group partially blocking the view of one of the many cameras circling around you. In your crusade against lice, or whatever, we’re your shears. Or buybritneyshair.com. We haven’t decided. Indeed, we hope you find solace in these warm, inviting, therapeutic pages. This month, we’ve got Duke getting besieged by Scandinavian warriors, breaking news about UNC Hospitals’ new kidney distribution system, and even some insight into the creative process of the show Lost.
