The Drake

Because it’s Awesome

LIKE MOST COLLEGE students, I spent as little time studying as possible, preferring instead to be out with friends. My older brother tried teaching me the importance of scheduling my week so I wouldn’t have to spend weekends trapped inside. Yet there I was, on Sunday afternoon, fixing the red highlights on my freshman writing assignment.

I was attempting to explain why I felt flyfishing was the best thing in the world. My professor resented me for even

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