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I reckon I would of been great sorority material.
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*raises hand slowly*
I will join the selected sorority, pillow fight, and call you all fat ho's, if I get to go to Bri's house of pleasure too. Mark me down!! lol! That sounds, like, totally awesome! *flips hair* *hides burgeoning pimple* |
A Cellarity.
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Partying is still an element anywhere but not just on Greek Row. All over every campus. As in evidence by the great game of beer pong I got to play on campus during Mom's Weekend last weekend. :D Followed by a fantastic concert by Elton John. |
I don't think I could deal with a Beer Pong game with one of my kids.
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I don't think I would want to. S-ok tho different strokes for different folks.
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Can I join the Cellarity please?
If you blackball me I'll just go and start up my own anyway, so you may as well let me in. Warning - I don't do hair-holding. If you're gonna puke you're on your own babe. I do have a lovely wide shoulder for crying on though. Tink & V - very interesting to hear the other side of it from people with personal knowledge. I admit I've only ever heard/ seen the stereotyped images before. I can see that properly run, female students working together and looking out for eachother is really positive. I expect the Cellarity to focus on drunken misbehaviour though. |
Yes Tink I'm sure your daughters sorority is not like the others!
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Trust me, we were cleaning up a lot of :vomit: Friday night.:drunk: I also have the added benefit of having open conversations with my daughter so not much goes by the wayside. Albeit, I know there are some things I prefer NOT to know. I am not easily fooled as V can attest to. |
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:D lol! There are many sides of greek that people do not see until........:) That has nothing to do with what Tink was saying or the conversation about sororities....move along...sorry.. |
My freshman year of college, as an early acceptance, I was put onto a floor that was mostly dedicated to a sorority, upperclassmen, with a few of us freshmen on that floor. All my buddies joined. It was a smallish private college in the middle of nowhere, there was not much to do. I admit, I joined too. My mother so did not want me to. She was right.
The values? Please. Once my money ran out it was all over. What do you mean you can't spend 300 bucks for a pretty pin and 400 for a preppy sweater? Also, I couldn't get on board with the whole pepperjack cheese sex I heard so much about. :lol: I'm only partially kidding. The frats, however, found ways to finance brothers who fell on hard times. |
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