A Letter From the Editor
February, 2012
Dear online reader, Please keep reading this even thought you don’t know me. Still here? Thank you. I know the internet can be distracting. I am the Editor-in-Chief of the Texas Travesty and this website. The Texas Travesty is the official humor publication of The University of Texas at Austin. Having whittled out magazine down [...]
I Kind Of Feel Like I Should Be Getting Laid More.
October, 2011
I realize I’m no Casanova or anything. My bench max is about 120 pounds, 125 on a good day. I know that often times my looks are described as “delicate.” Hell, I’ll even admit that my decision in early 2004 to shave my head might have caused me some image problems. Regardless, I still feel [...]
Point: My Eyes Are Up Here!
October, 2011
Um excuse me, can I help you? You’re staring at my chest. Yes, I’m talking to you! That’s so rude. I need you to look up here. I’m trying to tell you something important, so pay attention to my eyes and not my chest. There are more important things in the world than my boobs. [...]
Counterpoint: But We’re Down Here!
October, 2011
Hey! Good to see you again! Feels like the three of us always run into each other these days. Every time we look up, there you are looking down at us. Love it! Got any plans for the weekend? We had a blast at ACL. Seems like we saw every band. And we got quite [...]
I Support Gay Marriage, But I Ain’t No Homo.
October, 2011
I’m glad that Don’t Ask Don’t Tell has been repealed. It seems to me that if a man wants to serve his country, I’d be damned if some gay-bashing Evangelist got in his way. He can even marry some other man if he wanted to. Hell, if someone were to come up to me today [...]
Don’t hate the player, hate the patriarchal social norms
April, 2011
Whoa, whoa, whoa missy. I saw that look you just gave me when I rolled up in my 2011 BMW M3 and took your parking spot. Before you start going off about what a smug asshole I am, let me just say this: Don’t hate the player, hate the society that gives you no chance [...]
I’ve heard a lot of Vanessa Carlton in my day and you, sir, are no Vanessa Carlton.
April, 2011
I don’t know what else I was expecting at $1 beer karaoke night, but it sure as hell wasn’t this blasphemous rendition of Vanessa Carlton’s “1000 Miles.” Have you even heard the song before, or did you just drunkenly decide that making a mockery of the most beautifully composed song of 2003 was a good [...]
You bring out the shitty Spanish accent in me
April, 2011
I saw you from across the room and it’s pretty clear that you’re the hot Latina chica de mis suenos. I just wanted to come over and say “hola” to you, and ask if you wanted to get a marrrgarrrita or something sometime. As you can probably tell from how I’ve been rolling my r’s, [...]
With a little work and can-do attitude, this can be the most racially sensitive team-building activity day ever
March, 2011
Alright team, I know we’ve had some setbacks this past year, what with Vice President McBurnett’s parole hearing and the mandatory sensitivity training workshop our HR department was forced to undergo after the “plantation incident” at last year’s leadership retreat (I know, it was a joke right? Although the minstrel version of the fight song [...]
Wow Grandpa, we really have nothing in common.
March, 2011
Alright Grandpa, I know this afternoon we’re spending together would be more comfortable if we attempted to communicate with one another, but I think it’s time we come to terms with the fact that there is no common ground for us to share. Maybe it’s your age, maybe it’s the fact that we’re from different [...]











