It’s spring, ya hear, and even though the temperature is still as cold as a witch’s left tit, we’ll be dawdling away our days on good ole Foss hill soon enough. In the meantime, why dontcha come down and play with the rootinist, tootinist, marshmallowiest annual Western Wesleyan satire this side of the Mississippi. So hop on your pony and mosey on over to the Hewitt Lounge. Bring yer self a song to sing (no singing talent required, just gumption!) and be ready to read a scene in your best cowboy accent.
Be there or be a yellow bellied lizard.
Date: March 29, March 30
Time: 7:00 PM – 10:00 PM
Place: Hewitt 8 Lounge