The next two weeks’ wardrobe consists strictly of letters. TSM.

Blackmailing your standards chair so you don’t have to go to standards. TSM.

Being the star of the recruitment video. TSM.

Trying not to hold grudges against PNMs who don’t pronounce Greek letters correctly. TSM.

You’re not loud enough until the fraternity next door learns our songs. TSM.

When claiming girls as your littles is as competitive as Black Friday shopping. TSM.

Recruitment: survival of the thinnest. TSM.

Having a height maximum for your new little. TSM.

If you’re from California, then why aren’t you tan? TSM.

“I’ve made a lot of mistakes. Mark, Ryan, Sam, Nick, Brian, John, Justin, Phil, Joe, and one guy whose name I forget.” TSM.