Harvard Professor of Physics Andrew Strominger's penthouse apartment was recently overrun by final club boys tossing back bottles of Miller High Life.

The presence of books about the microscopic origin of black hole entropy might have put a little too much intellectual pressure on rugby boys to sound smart. After some pseudo-intelligent conversation on the balcony of the prof's pad, most people made a mass exodus from this party--hosted by his undergrad daughters--at around midnight.

Bulls*itting is so tiring, you know?