Michigan Technological University
As the most prestigious university of those located in the remote western part of Michigan's relatively unpopulated Upper Penisula, Michigan Tech presents the student with the challenges of a modern college education, at an unusually strong dose. The youngster living away from home for the first time has the additional challenge of essentially living on another planet--one which, in terms of female companionship, is essentially the Planet of the Apes. The school is known for being remote, like Lord of the Flies with significantly more beards. On the co-eds.
Location[edit]
Michigan Tech is located in Houghton, a town so distant from everything that it is consigned to the inset on maps of Michigan because the Upper Penisula is too wide to fit on the page, which was made to accommodate the Lower Penisula. Few students from that Penisula attend Michigan Tech anyway, because all they know about Houghton--15 hours by back roads on the far side of the Big Mac bridge--is that it is the place that Detroit weatherman Sonny Eliot used to detach from the weather map and squeeze until it squeaked, on those rare occasions when its weather was relevant.
Credentials[edit]
Admission requirements[edit]
Michigan Tech has stringent entrance requirements, which are as follows:
- Fill out the application.
- Have a high-school grade-point average that is somewhere on the number line.
- Take the ACT, and be given a score.
- Learn to speak like a Yooper, eh.
- Give up any chance of being with a woman.
Rankings[edit]
Michigan Tech is ranked among the very top universities in the nation. In fact, Stephen Colbert's list of "Awesome Badass Schools of Badassery" puts Michigan Tech "among the 1,529 best," which one wouldn't say if it weren't number 1,529. The most recent round-up in Playboy concluded, "It's not just another community college." Bidet's Guide compares it to the prestigious on-line institution GetYourBachelorsNow.com, at least insofar as helping the student's sex life.
Degree Programs[edit]
The selection of degrees at Michigan Tech is superior to most other colleges in the area:
- Engineering
- Ice Architecture
- Beer Engineering
- Bong Engineering (with a possible minor in hydroponics)
CelibacyComputer Science
- Liberal Arts and Humanities
- Advanced Leet
- MMORPG Cultures
- Human Sexuality
and the lack thereof - Coloring Pictures of Trees and Rocks and Shit
- Snow Sculptures
- Science
- Neural Effects of Ethanol
- Applied Physics of People Slipping and Falling on Ice
- Math (with minor in counting girls on one hand)
Campus life[edit]
The only time that a Michigan Tech student sees a troll who might be a female human is when the network crashes from streaming too much porn simultaneously and students begin to hallucinate. The usual cause is lack of oxygen and freezing lungs, as the student crawls through the snowy hell that is Houghton to a fraternity house for more booze.
The astoundingly high ratio of men to women develops super drinking powers in the students (and teachers). They can out-drink even the fastest, fattest student at Western Michigan.
Michigan Tech is not a party school[edit]
“In Soviet Russia, alcohol drinks you!!!”
Most reviews of "party schools" ignore Michigan Tech, without realizing how cold the campus is. Unlike at other educational institutions, whose students binge-drink merely as a form of foreplay, the climate makes heavy drinking a survival necessity.
Michigan Tech's supposed lack of partying is a self-serving lie created by other schools whose students are such lightweights that a single screwdriver will render them unable to walk. Michigan Tech just has the skill to keep every party secret. There are drunken parties all eight seven days of the week.
Precise calculations of probability let assigned staff rescue passed-out drunks from certain, frigid death by knowing their locations at any given second.
"The longer you're here, the better they look"[edit]
“The women at Tech are like parking spaces--All the good ones are taken and the rest are handicapped.”
The more time spent at Michigan Tech, the better the women look. It's not that women there actually look better after the passing of time, but rather that the sheer lack of hot girls forces one's standards to lower. By their first November, freshmen males often find themselves willing to hit on women several magnitudes of ugly greater than their previous girlfriend, who was likely a 6, at best.
And keep in mind that the standard for rating women, like the Richter scale or decibels, is logarithmic: A "6" is ten times as ugly as a "7."
- The Rule of 300
Not to be confused with the movie, the Rule of 300 is a metric for Michigan Tech's co-eds: they either weigh at least 300 lbs. or they will have 300 guys chasing after them.
- Snow cows
Snow cows are similar to a sea cow but adapted to the arctic climate of Michigan Tech. Those on nature watches should remember: Just because you are drunk doesn't mean it's not a cow.
Interscholastic sports[edit]
Hockey is the only NCAA Division I sport at MTU. Since the school is located in "da Yupé," the following expression is valid:
- Hockey > Alcohol > Life
Tundra Wampa hunting is also a sport enjoyed by Michigan Tech Males. On many weekends, MTU males are found with snow shoes, a team of dogs and harpoons. They venture out into the campus mall in search of these elusive females. Many Michigan Tech males perish during the hunt, either eaten by tundra Wampas or mercilessly ridiculed by their friends for bringing one home.
Landmarks[edit]
The Lift Bridge[edit]
The Lift Bridge is a helpful illustration in college recruitment pamphlets that encourage students to come to Tech. Once there, its primary utility is in a venue from which drunk students can pee into the water below.
The Yooper Loop[edit]
A feature of ingenious UP engineering, the Yooper Loop is a intersection of five different streets (some of which enter and re-enter themselves). This perilous junction is where the Lift Bridge connecting Houghton and Hancock meets with a downhill sloped street, the main street, the main street going the other way, and the road to Walmart. To navigate the Yooper Loop, you must be a Yooper majoring in Civil Engineering or Transportation Engineering. It also helps to be completely wasted.
Learning Communities[edit]
A Learning Community is a group of students forced into the same dormitory. They join because of the University's large staff that works to match enrollees to available real estate, and bookkeepers who determine exactly what "housing fee" it will take to make up for the deceptively low tuition. Also, credentialed educators understand that a freshman is likely to suffer from a severe lack of social skills, and believe that the solution is to bunk him with three other, similarly socially-awkward engineers (or computer science majors, who are essentially engineers minus the deodorant).
Computer Science[edit]
The computer science majors are placed in East McNair Hall, notable both for its odor and the collective ability of its residents to ignore schoolwork in favor of playing WoW all day. Members of this community rarely venture outside their dormitory, except of course to attend computer classes--where the typical resident sits in the front row and asks the professor questions to put on airs at his knowledge of obsolete programming languages like BASIC.
First-Year Experience[edit]
This community houses 80 freshmen, just past a plaque that declares it "Alcohol and Substance Free." But in fact, there are plenty of substances, as plentiful but more psychoactive than Elmer's Glue and Spandex. But students for whom college is a chance to jump around the chow hall like rabbits readily pay extra for a residential community full of like-minded students.
The few females in the "First-Year Experience," however, quickly attain the First-Year Alcohol Experience, the First-Year Weed Experience, and several other Experiences that your mind has already raced toward and arrived at first.
Healthy Living[edit]
People in these small villages, similar to those of the mole people, fall into two categories: those who drink and those who don't drink--yet. There are similar "Substance-Free" plaques here, but purely for decoration. New arrivals only believe the plaques state "rules" until they learn there is no enforcement. This plaque has been said to be "a typo". Instead of "alcohol free hall" is was meant to say "free alcohol hall".
Visual and Performing Arts[edit]
This Learning Community is also known as the Visual Performing Assholes. There are barely any actual VPA majors. They attend Tech to learn how to get ahead in life by just saying they care more than everyone else.
The artistic gifts of VPA residents lead to really good snow piles. At least, they look really good when you're drunk. A recent motto of VPA is "Real Good." While they like to think they’re doing "real good", in fact they are living up to the hall's other name — Nightclub — by staying up until 4AM doing whatever the hell they want.
School Songs[edit]
Several college anthems are sung to boost school spirits.
- The Beer's Prayer
Our Lager,
Which art in barrels
Hallowed be thy drink.
Thy will be drunk,
I will be drunk,
At home as in the tavern.
Give us this day our foamy head
and forgive us our spillages
as we forgive those that spill against us
and lead us not into incarceration.
But deliver us from hang-overs,
for thine is the beer,
The bitter and the lager
forever and ever
Barmen!
- "In Heaven there is no beer"
This inspiring song, heard at hockey games, explains why Michigan Tech is for serious drinkers.
In Heaven there is no beer.
That's why we drink it here.
And when we're gone from here,
All our friends will be drinking all our beer.
In heaven there is no snow.
That's why we want to go.
So when it's ten below,
All our friends will be freezing in the snow.
In Heaven there are no refs.
But here they're blind and deaf,
So when we hit the decks,
All our friends will be bitching at the refs,
In heaven there is no sex.
That's why we use brand X.
So when we hit the decks,
All our friends will be having all our sex.
What Sex?!
- The Copper Country Anthem
This occurs any time a bunch of drunks tries to sway in formation, usually without success, even at remaining standing.
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