What is Connecticut College?
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Connecticut College is best defined as: Not Uconn.
Girl: Where do you go to school?
Boy: Connecticut College.
Girl: Oh Uconn! I love the Huskies!
Boy: No, not fucking Uconn. Connecticut College.
Girl: Oh, a community college?
Boy: No, its a small liberal arts college, its actually a decent school.
Girl: Oh ok.
Boy: (Stabs himself in the eye)
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Connecticut College, founded in 1911, all women until 1969, is home to some of the biggest stoners on earth. Contrary to the preppy image, Conn Coll is quite the underground scene of stoners and skunks. Located in scenic New London, its idyllic campus is in such economic dispair, some wonder how it could actually be in Connecticut--the richest state in the country. Alcoholics and potheads coexist in peace and harmony partying nearly every single night. Many attribute this to the lack of athletics on campus. However, our Division I sailing team (which throw the best kegs) is a great substitute for the standard frat or sorority, which are nonexistant at Conn Coll. Come to Conn Coll on a Thursday night and go to a TNE plastered, dodge a skunk (or a squirrel), smoke a bowl on the Green, take a trip to the Ridge and you'll find yourself never wanting to leave.
Connecticut College Camels rarely ever win but party like rock stars.
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Connecticut College (also known as “Camp Conn”): Some call it a party with a $40,000 cover charge. Others call it a "good time." Whether its Volvos, Saabs, or Audis, look out because... well, we all drive them.
Whether it’s learning to drink in night classes, environmental studies, or Spanish with “Roca!,” 60% of us went to boarding school, so we learned how to major in minors and drink stiff beverages ... Thanks to our old, old, old money we are "all set." It’s a place where kegs have no charge, legs grace the air of every "common" room, blackouts are a given, and there is boot in the co-ed bathrooms.
Oh, and the students do get a good "education" along the way to BOC (Black Out City). The perfect math equation: 2 thirties, 2 handles of Dubra, 2 packs of concentrated lemonade = GOOD TIMES… The force is easily enjoyed whether out of a funnel or a ladle... Niiiiiice. Go camels!!!!
A: "So, you went to Connecticut College? I hear that it's like a country club there."
B: "That reminds me, I need to pay off my dorm dues and parking tickets from 2004."
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