The thing about being in a fraternity is sometimes you find yourself in a basement with like 50 guys. You are standing around in this basement and there are old bikes and wood piles everywhere. And you have to stay down there for like 35 minutes. And this guy that combs his hair everyday tells a story about how he had sex with a girl. And he makes a joke about how he was thinking about using a snickers wrapper for a condom. And only a few of the young guys laugh because they don't want everyone to find out they are virgins. And I think you are wearing a tie. And then someone comes downstairs and knocks on the basement door. And they say something important in code greek words. And all the other guys say something back but you don't because you didn't read the red book that they passed out a few months ago.
The thing about being in a fraternity is sometimes you find yourself in the bed of a pick-up truck. And you're driving around looking through dumpsters trying to find old mattresses. And you're doing this because you are going to have strippers oil wrestle later and its your job to construct some type of stage for them. And you finally find some and also a cool road sign that you hang in your apartment.
The thing about being in a fraternity is sometimes you find yourself at a meeting with this old vice president guy. And this old president guy has a son who wants to join. And you ask this son what his nickname is because you are trying to be nice. And he responds "The Rat". And then he goes on to explain how his friends call him the rat because he's always sneaking around. And then a month later you're at a brothership camping trip and everyone is around a fire. And there is someone walking around in the dark. And this tall blonde kid says "whos out there?" And then he's like "oh. just the rat" when the shine from his flashlight catches the rats broad face.