Metal Reviews

DKE. The UBC division. Well I'm just a pledge until initiation, but the more scrutinizing step is over.

Great guys. All gentleman, and it's nothing like the way movies and the internet portray it. I've already made some great friends, and the connections are priceless.

This bra bomb of yours had better work nerdlinger!

Ha, ha. Frat boy.

To clarify why I find this amusing, I go to school in an area with five colleges, four private schools and one large state university. Think Scooby Doo for the personalities of the schools (no, really, the guy who created Scooby Doo was from UMass and based the characters on the typical students of each of the Five Colleges). Frat Row is not generally looked upon with good graces at my school. To wit, this is on the bulletin board in my hallway:

The last time I tried something like that the President made me his Executive in Charge of Partying Down.

"COREY!"

Ha! Take that Bitterman!

Thread derailed! One of the best episodes of Simpsons evar!

Man: I'm sorry, Mr. Burns, but I must object. This Simpson is not
qualified!
[There are nods of agreement]
Burns: I see. Well, you know, fellows, I look at the admissions board a
lot like a baseball team. You all like baseball, don't you?
[Everyone assents]
Yes, well, to have a successful baseball club, you need teamwork,
[Smithers hands him a baseball bat] not some hot-dog admissions
officer playing by his own rules!
[Burns starts hitting the man in the head with almost no force]
Man: [noticing] Er, excuse me, what are you doing?
Burns: I'm giving you the [grunt] beating of your life!
Man: Look, if -- stop that! -- you wanted him that badly, why didn't
you just say so?
Burns: [collapses from exertion] Smithers, dismember the corpse and send
his widow a corsage.

Homer: [yelling at a student] Neeeerd!
Marge: Homer, that isn't very nice.
Homer: Marge, try to understand. There are two kinds of college
students: jocks and nerds. As a jock, it is my duty to give
nerds a hard time.
[A "jock" walks by]
Hey pal! Did you get a load of the nerd?
Jock: [not understanding] Pardon me?

Homer: [spiking the punch] Heh heh, I'll be a campus hero.
[Another student tastes the punch and spits it out]
Student: Attention, everyone: the punch has been spiked.
[Everyone gasps]
Don't worry. Your parents have been called and will be here to
pick you up shortly!
[Everyone cheers]

Dean: Homer, no one blames you for the accident, we simply feel you
might benefit from outside tutoring. I researched these names
myself. [hands him a list]
Homer: [to himself] Yeah, you've won this round, Dean...but the war
isn't over. [exits]
[Dean's phone rings]
Dean: Hello?
Homer: [disguising his voice] Hello, Dean! You're a stupid-head.
Dean: Homer, is that you? [looks out his window]
Homer: [looks up, sees the Dean looking at him] Aah!

Nerd 1: Hey, the pig's acting kind of funny.
Nerd 2: He and Mr. Simpson split a case of malt liquor.
Nerd 3: Guys, he's really sick.
[The pig collapses]
Dean: [outside] Hell-oo...that sounds like a pig fainting!

Ai!! So no college fuck fest for you? Haha! Joking. Enjoy yourself.

Prostitution and corruption in disguise, IMHO.

Is this like, ritual sodomy and getting heroin blown up your ass? If so, congrats.

Paddling of the Swollen Ass.

With paddles.

Its a lot like Crossing the Desert and The Eye of the Needle.

Paddlin the school canoe.. You better believe thats a paddlin.

Staring at my sandles...that's a paddlin.

No woman has ever been forced upon in this house. Furthermore, if any rushees had shown any sort of sexism--mistreating any hostess, etc--he most definitely would not get in. Honestly, my frat is more respectful of women than my flatmates are (I live in res--but I'll get into the frat house for next yeat... it's so nice).

That's a ridiculous statement.

i dont care.

*sniff* These people looked deep within my soul and assigned me a number based on the order in which I joined.

There's nothing to really discuss with the point you tihnk you made because everything about it was untrue. Honestly, it would be up to you to make the first elaboration, and to tell me why fraternities are prostitution and corruption in disguise...