Last time I checked a calendar, it read 2004. Yet here we are, and this arcane, banal, insidious practice of young people wanting to join a sorority (or fraternity) persists. What is up with that shit? Can't these kids find a respectible cult to sell the souls to instead of a group of beer swilling neanderthals who can't think for themselves?
Obviously not.
Can't say that the concept of walking into a room of strangers, having them pick you apart, and decide behind your back as to whether or not you're 'good enough' to roll with their kind, is worth anyone's time...
On the real, ask yourselves this--"are they good enough to hang with You?"
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