Out dressing and out drinking everyone in the room. TSM.

Sending out a booty call in the late afternoon, because day drinking. TSM.

Life, liberty, and the pursuit of alcohol. TSM.

He doesn’t speak sorority. TSM.

Not needing an official position to get the chapter to listen to you. TSM.

Being legitimately scared to watch your Snapchat story the next day. TSM.

I’m fluent in passive aggression. TSM.

Your boyfriend’s formal being more tame than yours. TSM.

Rarely a good influence. Always a good time. TSM.

Being known as the “bad decisions” family. TSM.

My big can do anything yours can do better. TSM.

It’s not hazing if you’re already initiated. TSM.

Having a little, an adopted little, and a god-little. TSM.

Spring break bucket list: survive. TSM.

Going home with a 10, waking up with a 10. TSM.

Always getting hammered and occasionally getting nailed. TSM.

“Take a nap or take a shot!” TSM.

Being thankful that your drunken alter-ego put a little drunk food aside for hangover breakfast. TSM.

“ON YOUR KNEES, PLEDGE.” TFM. “…for a family lineage picture.” TSM.

“Can we go to Starbucks first?” TSM.