Our 2nd and final weekend of 2012 playing frat parties. Thank. God. As a laid back yankee surrounded by rebel fanatics, I felt about as out of place as a gay guy at a baptist convention.
Mississippi State did, however, come close to a dash of class in their drunken festivities...
Apparently the guys dress up as old confederate soldiers and the girls dress up in big fancy dresses. I have NO idea why. No one seemed to know. Then they rent out the plantation shown above and trash the backyard with beer cans and provocative dance moves.
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