Chatter

Even though Senior Bar was totally dead, some lucky Harvardians were busy getting it on. While Chester-the-Molester was on the prowl, Lipps, Inc. was bringing Funkytown to the Pudding this weekend, especially if you happened to be an unsuspecting freshman. If you thought the Shirley Temple-look was back in, think again: a certain foxy genius sported the coif this Saturday with poor results, garnering a total of zero successful shots out of five. The quarrel between yours truly and a certain  Somerville-based academic institution inched toward a resolution this weekend after Grandpa finally found his chair. Apparently someone had locked it in the bathroom and all Jumbo needed was the Key.