1. I don’t have a girlfriend. They’re lady friends… I don’t remember all their names.
2. I don’t always wear condoms, but when I do I’m not proud of it.
3. I move fast. “Never put off till tomorrow what you can do today.” – Thomas Jefferson
4. I’m cultivated enough I can make the genteel proposals on my own.
5. I’ve mastered the Fabian strategy. I don’t even need to lie.
On the other hand though a 13 man Fraternity could be elite as fuck. I mean lets imagine if it was like 13 Division 1 level frathletes, trust fund money seeping from their wallets, model slams on their arms, Victorian era time pieces on their wrists, pre embargo Cuban cigars and Makers Mark in hand at all times, cruising around in Lamborghini Murciélagos, outfitted in Ralph Lauren Purple Label. Just thirteen guys who cut all the dead weight of a hundred plus man fraternity that was already considered elite and just said fuck it we have the potential to be something really special. The kind of guys who actually play golf with ex presidents and take their helicopter to the golf course because they don’t want to increase the mileage on their Vintage Maybachs.
Back in the good old days this sort of trendy marriage divorce marriage wasn’t even an option. Instead they had a thing called excommunication followed by some eternal hazing in hell.
I’m going as an NFL ref.. I even have my calls ready: “illegal cock block in the back” (instead of ‘illegal block in the back’) and “party foul” (instead of personal foul).. My costume didn’t come with a yellow flag, so I found some scraps in my craft box and made one myself!
Damn that’s nefarious. Oh well no skin off my back I think I got the better bargain. After I fucked her a few times I basically stopped talking to her which was great because I still sat with her in class for the rest of the year and ignored her except for the odd tit glance.
The funny thing is I remember when I was a Freshman in high school a sophomore slam tried to pull this shit on me exactly. I let her copy my answers, nothing big, I’m a nice enough guy. But after a few weeks I realized what was up so I threw a change up and fucked her at a party. When you’re smart and the entire class is older than you they assume you’re some kind of nerd who they can push around if you let them. Obviously events played out differently. It’s a bitch move, but bitches are good in the sack so I won’t complain.
No offense, but no self respecting sorority girl would post a picture of their newest pledge class on this site because it’s only going to be torn apart by horny fraternity men. And that picture with the girls in the white has to be fake….literally terrible.
Thank you. That is why I haven’t posted a picture of my chapter’s adorable babies; I don’t want people (read: ignorant fratstars) ripping on them or saying that they’re hot or whatever.
(read: I’m in the fat sorority, but don’t actually know it)
Read: you’re stupid and can’t come up with an intelligent response. Ladies, Panhel love. I completely agree with you both!
Run along dear, man talk.
Honey, you’re on a thread started by a girl to see other girls post pictures of their new pledges. Sorry you can’t come up with an intelligent response either.
Oh yeah? Well you have a beautiful smile. Put that in your pipe and smoke it.
No offense, but no self respecting sorority girl would post a picture of their newest pledge class on this site because it’s only going to be torn apart by horny fraternity men. And that picture with the girls in the white has to be fake….literally terrible.
Thank you. That is why I haven’t posted a picture of my chapter’s adorable babies; I don’t want people (read: ignorant fratstars) ripping on them or saying that they’re hot or whatever.
(read: I’m in the fat sorority, but don’t actually know it)
Read: you’re stupid and can’t come up with an intelligent response. Ladies, Panhel love. I completely agree with you both!
Sunday is the first day of the week. The week ends on Saturday.
This is crap for 5 reasons.
1. I don’t have a girlfriend. They’re lady friends… I don’t remember all their names.
2. I don’t always wear condoms, but when I do I’m not proud of it.
3. I move fast. “Never put off till tomorrow what you can do today.” – Thomas Jefferson
4. I’m cultivated enough I can make the genteel proposals on my own.
5. I’ve mastered the Fabian strategy. I don’t even need to lie.
Cheeky Bastard.
On the other hand though a 13 man Fraternity could be elite as fuck. I mean lets imagine if it was like 13 Division 1 level frathletes, trust fund money seeping from their wallets, model slams on their arms, Victorian era time pieces on their wrists, pre embargo Cuban cigars and Makers Mark in hand at all times, cruising around in Lamborghini Murciélagos, outfitted in Ralph Lauren Purple Label. Just thirteen guys who cut all the dead weight of a hundred plus man fraternity that was already considered elite and just said fuck it we have the potential to be something really special. The kind of guys who actually play golf with ex presidents and take their helicopter to the golf course because they don’t want to increase the mileage on their Vintage Maybachs.
TSM Intern? Is that like a Maid?
Back in the good old days this sort of trendy marriage divorce marriage wasn’t even an option. Instead they had a thing called excommunication followed by some eternal hazing in hell.
I wanna take you home, I won’t do you no harm, no. You’ve got to be all mine, all mine ooh, foxy lady.
Now, if 6 turned up to be 9, I’d do you in the behind. I don’t mind, I don’t mind.
If you’re going to wear that costume can I wear the scream mask while I do you from behind?
I’d poop on her vagina.
Whores d’oeuvres: It’s on the menu.
Didn’t read but since this is about the Kardashians I will say that Scott could only be more TFTC if he was a serial killer.
Also why are there no good pictures yet?
Thanks for explaining obvious things.
You’re just mad because this is incredibly accurate.
Damn that’s nefarious. Oh well no skin off my back I think I got the better bargain. After I fucked her a few times I basically stopped talking to her which was great because I still sat with her in class for the rest of the year and ignored her except for the odd tit glance.
The funny thing is I remember when I was a Freshman in high school a sophomore slam tried to pull this shit on me exactly. I let her copy my answers, nothing big, I’m a nice enough guy. But after a few weeks I realized what was up so I threw a change up and fucked her at a party. When you’re smart and the entire class is older than you they assume you’re some kind of nerd who they can push around if you let them. Obviously events played out differently. It’s a bitch move, but bitches are good in the sack so I won’t complain.
Not only did she bring the kitchen, she brought the sandwiches. Miss Yale gets it.
Oh yeah? Well you have a beautiful smile. Put that in your pipe and smoke it.
Run along dear, man talk.