After an influential Gaga concert C decided that she would would emulate Gaga at every tailgate from now on. P’s earrings and American flag headband were no competition for C’s lace leotard, platinum blonde wig and knee high rubber boots. Then again, we’re used to be being overshadowed by C. We spent some time at the Georgetown/Yale tailgate with Ad Phi and the hockey team, but after we watched a vomiting hockey player get humped by his drunk teammates we decided to move on. Beside their keg was all foam. Bford had a nice selection of Natty Light kegs that were practically untapped.
C and S got in a fight with Yale Bowl security because C’s outfit was inappropriate for the venue. We finally resolved it and we were allowed to sit in the student section, which didn’t really deviate from our plan at all. Who decided that nipple tape and bikini bottoms were inappropriate? Whatever. Go Yale Football way to finally recover from two totally unreasonable touchdowns from the Hoyas. DKE tonight?