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After repeated verbal poking and prodding over the course of his 19 years, Richard Bronfman ’14, a red-headed sophomore, finally lost control.
“It was insanity,” said Kyle Kendrick ’14, Bronfman’s roommate. “All I said was, ‘Hey carrot doofus, does the carpet match your ugly fucking red hair? Also, your parents are poor.’ And he just lost it.”
“Profanity left and right,” Kendrick continued. “He actually burst directly through our wall and into the hallway, sprinting away in just his boxers.”
“He’s probably not coming back,” Kendrick added.
Witnesses reported that it was weird, not to mention ironic, because there’s also a kind of cookie called ginger snaps.
