I don't know if any of you are familiar with "Ivy Club," so I'll explain. It is a club in Princeton where all of the aristocrat children want to join. It is the stereotypical Princeton establishment, though in real life most people don't like Ivy, to put it mildly.
Today is initiations for sophomores and it involves a roving posse to pick up all their sophs from their rooms. Four people downstairs were going to be picked up.
We filled up 35 water balloons. Big ones. They were actually just normal balloons made into water balloons by necessity.
When they were on their way out (about 80 people) I yelled "fire." Everyone on the ground looked up to see balloons pouring out of 4 windows on the second level.
And that is why Ivy made the half mile walk to their club, on a cold February afternoon, wet.
Today is initiations for sophomores and it involves a roving posse to pick up all their sophs from their rooms. Four people downstairs were going to be picked up.
We filled up 35 water balloons. Big ones. They were actually just normal balloons made into water balloons by necessity.
When they were on their way out (about 80 people) I yelled "fire." Everyone on the ground looked up to see balloons pouring out of 4 windows on the second level.And that is why Ivy made the half mile walk to their club, on a cold February afternoon, wet.
Cat: the other white meat
Cat: the other white meat






