Running for student council vice president of my Freshman class was so stressful! Our platform was twofold:
1) Instruct and therefore unify our class via a comprehensive Class Cheer: “Nine-tee! Nine-tee! Ninetyninetyninety nine-tee!!! YAYYYY!!”
2) Oh, I guess it was only a onefold platform…
NEEDLESS TO SAY, votes were cast, and I won. It was a real nail-biter.
SPEAKING OF VOTING, you can finally start voting for Zeichen Press here!
And you can (and should!!) vote 6x per day! SIX TIMES. PER DAY.
But I’ll do it for you, reader, because I’m a giver. A GIVER.

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(WARNING: The above image IS NOT AN ACTUAL BUTTON, MOM)




This card was also on the list, but I refused to pull it because I’m not afraid of her.
IT FELT LIKE -49°.
Oh, yeah, and here’s number
And had our likenesses sculpted out of butter.

It was time to pry open the (heirloom-quality) tupperware lid. Time to expose the rotting and pungent living carcass to the unblinking eye of its critics.
Now, readership of the Zeichen Press blog hovers somewhere between cable-access viewership and meaningful Craigslist encounters.