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REBUTTAL: Frat guys and Facebook: a girl’s perspective

February 8, 2012


So my brother Frank took a stab at staple sorority girl Facebook etiquette. Now it’s my turn. Here are some of the equally ridiculous commonalities I’ve picked up from bros on the ‘Book: 1. Terrible pictures of other bros Years have gone by, but this never gets old. If a bro passes out, takes a […]

GUEST BLOG: Sorority girls and Facebook: a guy’s perspective

February 8, 2012


by my brother Frank. So about six months ago, I told Melissa that she should write a blog post about how sorority girls all seem to love to do certain things on Facebook. Mostly because I, like many guys I know, find these repeating habits ridiculous. Sure enough, she ignored me, and another blog beat […]

Sorry for partying.

October 7, 2010


I’M BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, I posted a “coming soon” entry over a month ago. Yes, over a month does not qualify as “soon.” Yes, I have apologized for my not-exactly-up-do-date-blogging for at least three entries now. My B, my B. Blame… college. Speaking of college, I go to a great one. A great one that the […]

An Ode to Frat Stars

May 3, 2010


Here’s to you, frat stars. You handsome, sexy, handsome, dapper specimens. As a sorostitute, I don’t know how you do it–look so good every day. But I can speculate. While the sorostitute dress code was conceived in the poorest-executed plan possible, frat stars had it right. The chief frat stars must have met in some […]

DISCLAIMER: My Brother Wrote This. A guest blog on downtown Athens.

February 28, 2010


Classical literature provides us with a plethora of characters. Plautus and Theophrastus provided authors with a long list of stock characters to fill fictional and epic tales way back in the fucking day in Rome and Greece. These weird-ass characters had names like “The Insincere Man” or “The Man without Moral Feeling.” They filled in […]

What broslikethissite missed

January 20, 2010


Well, not exactly. But let me explain. Last night, while on a recon mission in the Kroger bread aisle, I stood near a group of three guys. They joked among each other, saying things like “How you doin’, slam piece?” They proceeded to yell the words “SLAM PIECE!” repeatedly as I far-too-often stood within earshot. […]