We know what you do after hours. We can see you on your way from class to Centerfolds, carrying that mysterious duffel bag, mentally preparing for a night on six inch heels. Or maybe you've never set foot in a strip club, would never associate with those types (short of riding the T with them), can't imagine putting a dollar in a G string. Whatever your situation, you might still be guilty of that awful etiquette violation: riding the poles.

Sports Redux: One Goal, And One Goal Only