The McBain residence hall is known for a number of astonishing qualities: beautiful views of
Manhattan a disgusting ventilation shaft, a grandiose history (Meghan McCain – for real!?), and a sophisticated cultured exciting bat shit crazy party scene. If by bat shit crazy you mean tinged with the faint scent of desperation. There’s no doubt that more than a few eye-raising tidbits have been tossed around the morning after one of McBain’s social gatherings. Lucky for you — yes, you, first year Furnald resident — a few of those comments found their way to Bwog, and we pass them along in the spirit of nostalgia.
“There won’t be anybody puking on my bed as a result of these parties!”
“But I swear she didn’t have the blog when I fucked her!”
(She totally did.)
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