Dress to the nines. Sparkle like a ten. TSM.

Turning your letter shirt inside out for the walk of shame, because you respect your sorority enough not to shame it, but not enough to keep you from doing the shameful thing. TSM.

All I need to get through today is a little tequila and a whole ‘lotta Jesus. TSM.

Being the go-to matchmaker during formal season, because your boyfriend is in “the hot fraternity.” TSM.

Would it be crazy or ingenious to save my fingerprint to his iPhone for easy access? TSM.

My mom passed away before I went to college so I never knew I was a legacy…and I ended up in her sorority anyway. TSM.

Can’t I just be a cuddlepiece with t-shirt privileges? TSM.