Frat House is host to many collegiate simulacra, like beer bongs, keg stands, entertaining midgets (we don’t remember these from college ourselves), recent former lacrosse jocks and slutty “freshmen” pretending to be hetero while secretly fantasizing about their roommate and stripping on the side. Don’t expect to have your ID checked if you look a day over 26, and don’t expect to have your ivy league fantasies indulged by any of the boys present unless you are one of the aforementioned lacrosse jocks. $2 at the door.
