And my Phat Buddies are way better than Frat bro's. A certain frat bro totally ruined our ABC Party last night. While we were all adorned in trash bags, colorful coffee filters, neon duct tape, bubble wrap, and/or post-it notes, a member of the brotherhood arrived with beer can armor that was bound to get us busted from the start. What a cocksucker.
Frat Bro Haiku:
I.
Why can't we be chill?
We need to party it up!
We need to get tanked!!!
II.
Jaeger bomb! Who wants
one? I'm Frat-hercules! Check
out my boss armor!
III.
Chill out sweetheart. I
just wasn't that into you.
But tonight I am.
Jake the Snake is no longer welcome in Mercer hall.
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