You can e-mail your questions to Danny at: askdanny@theeasternreview.com.

Dear Danny,

I wrote you last month because I was having a problem with my classes. They were too boring, and you told me to engange them more. Well I did Danny, and now they're all dead--I'm talking about my teachers, my peers--dead, Danny. I don't know what to do and I think the police are after me. What do you suggest now, Daniel?

Class Conflicts (or Fuck you Danny you ruined my life)

Gee, CC(oFyDyrmy), I think you have the wrong advice columnist. I never told anybody to engage anything, although now that you mention it, it would be a good idea to engage with a nice, refreshing cup of Earl Gray Tea right about now. As to your problem, CC, it seems like everything stems from your wanton slaughter of innocents. I would suggest that you slaughter fewer innocents in the future and try to keep a lid on your temper. Perhaps you could listen to some relaxing music, or get a hobby. If all else fails and you can't seem to keep the rage in check, you could look into a job in organized crime or the army (although the former might be tough if the cops are after you: the mob hates a marked man). Good luck!

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