Oh boy! We’re drowning in prospies. That means sandwich board signs at every major building, stray balloons, and tours. If I had a dollar for every time I overheard, “Middle Path is the main artery of Kenyon” on a tour this weekend, I’d probably have 2 dollars. This impending wave of visitors, however, had no negative effects on the amount of evening time debauchery. Here are some candid thoughts.
“Sometimes I forget I’m allergic to gluten and have too many ciders. Ciders make my tummy hurt.”
“I had some nice luke warm milk—straight from the udder.”