Ask Professor Classypants: Party Planning Edition
Greetings, advice-seekers! Didja miss me last week? *crickets chirp* What’s that you say [so quietly that I can’t hear you]? You want to know where I was last week [when...
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Celebrity Outcast Impersonator Advice-Seekers : Ask Professor Classypants
Ohmygawd, ohmygawd, ohmygawd, you guys. Yours truly is now getting letters from celebrities. Real [except for the part where they aren’t], live[-ish] celebrities [impersonated by internet loners]. Professor Classypants has...
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Were You Raised In A Barn? : Ask Professor Classypants
Another week, another batch of letters. I really can’t thank you enough for taking the time to share your life with me so that I might casually dismiss it as if...
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Ask Professor Classypants: Basement Weirdos Edition
Well, passive-aggressive-advice-seeking public, I am humbled. Last week, when Professor Classypants found herself bereft of letters, you answered the call. You decided that you could not go another week without...
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I’m Having A Me Party, An Advice Column By Myself : Ask Professor Classypants
Welcome back, wisdom-seekers, to another installment of Ask Professor Classypants. It’s a special edition with a singular, shining goal: to remind you that fake advice columnists have feelings, too. Also,...
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Dealing With Pesky Co-Workers And Exorcising Children
Welcome back, guidance-seekers, to “Ask Professor Classypants,” the internet’s only ill-advised advice column. Except for the part where the internet is one giant source for bad advice. I have been...
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Ask Professor Classypants: Welcome to Act Classy’s Ill-Advised Advice Column!
Welcome, readers, to the inaugural outing of Professor Classypants, truly an advice column for the ages! DISCLAIMER: It’s actually only for the ages of 16-23, when the world revolves around...
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Ask Professor Classypants: Classy Justice Edition
There were three things I did not anticipate when I got into the faux online advice columnist game. First: by the time you realize that you loathe answering anything–surveys, the...
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