Made out with some rando at the bar last night. Why? Because he was the president of his frat and a republican. TSM.
Made out with some rando at the bar last night. Why? Because he was the president of his frat and a republican. TSM.
Wearing letters everywhere to insure that fat girls and uglys don’t make eye contact with me like we’re equals. TSM.
Getting a degree in event planning so I can marry a Frat daddy and plan parties all the time. TSM.
$200 heels are for downtown, not football games. In the south we pregame wearing $500 custom made Cowboy boots with our initials engraved on the side. TSM.
I heard a frat pledge talk shit about an active, so I told their pledge master. TSM.
Some GDIs told my boss that my sorority was kicked off campus for sex and alcohol. I’m still his favorite intern. Sorry for partying. TSM.
On gamedays, I shotgun Nattys in $300 Lilly dresses and my grandmother’s pearls. TSM.
Paying for my friends? Like a bunch of hot girls need to pay people to be friends with them. TSM.
Having a summer house in Edgartown right next to the Reagans. TSM.