“Ay, girl, wassup. Thanks for coming to the party. I’m Brad, from Theta Epsilon Delta. You’ve probably heard of us haha, we did that prank where we spelled slurs onto the wall of the dean’s office with lanterns last year. Anyways, you’re really cool. And, just being respectful, you’d fit really well on the Barstool Smokeshow of the Day account, haha. No, but for real, babe, I’m the package deal. I run this place on the internet called Wall Street Bets, and I have a lot of crypto money. You ever hear of NFTs? Thought not, you’re too normie. But in a hot way hahaha. But for real though, NFTs are the future of like, everything. You can buy pictures, it’s crazy! Hey, anyways, babe, let’s swap numbers. I wanna do some trading with you haha.” You then give him a prank number as he swaggers back to his friends to brag about how he totally picked up that girl with his superior market knowledge
People rag on frats all the time but, personally, I developed deep, lasting friendships with people who would go on to manage their dad's boat dealership or work for the US Justice Department.
It's a tremendously enriching experience that exposes you to social situations in which you get to display your status and learn how to dunk on the peasants.
Stop being so prejudiced.
Did someone say ritual group spanking?
:pensive: smdh my dick head