As Saturday night and the end of the year approach, you may have many things on your mind. Vomiting is probably not one of those things. That being said, whether it’s the plague or too many tequila shots, many at Kenyon have had the experience of upchucking like they were forced to ride the Coney Island Cyclone six times in a row in their time here. Being a staff of intense journalistic integrity and having a reputation for hard-hitting news, we at The Thrill compiled several maps of where we have regurgitated here on The Hill. How do you compare? How do you contrast? Any spots we’ve missed and should get vomiting on? Let us know in the comments!
This post was co-authored by Editor-in-Chief Emma Specter ’15 and Editor Emeritus Spencer Kaye ’14.
Will you still love me if I show up to your theatre production piss-drunk?
Emma’s Take: As long as I can keep myself contained, and not throw up within the confines of the Bolton Theater, I really think that I get more out of the show. Plus, a lot of “drunk adjectives” translate well to “theater performance adjectives” — i.e. “Oh my God, your performance was so terrifying/vivid/almost too real, I could barely keep it together.” Continue reading