"Party in the kitchen/makin' a bitchin'/bowl of pasta/with cream sauce!" Sure, those lyrics—to the anthem (now online!) about partying in various places in and around the campus of America's Most Annoying Liberal Arts College—need no explaining. But what about this part: "Party at Intown/Party in the past/ Party at Mocon, making me ill/I'm gonna go boot on Indian Hill/Eclectic party/holy shit, who are you?/Where am I?" We got over our thing about speaking to the Wesleyan alums we know and asked one.