Having one hundred ways to say “Fuck you,” without ever saying “Fuck you.” TSM.

Making him believe the shack shirt you’re wearing was his. TSM.

He was so last planner. TSM.

Being called to an executive hearing while you’re on the executive council. TSTC.

Feeling an extra boost of confidence when your bra and panties are your sorority’s colors. TSM.

Going to a fraternity date function with a guy you don’t like to improve relations with the guys you do like. TSM.

Sisterhood of the traveling body con. TSM.

Slept over so I’d be his valentine by default. Sucker. TSM.

The mission to steal your bra back off the ceiling fan when you go to a frat party. TSM.

Bidding a girl in a fraternity bathroom. TSM.