Where you in a Frat?

what goes on in the house, stays in the house

>> did you partake in activities that would be publicly humiliating?

I can't believe you think people would answer that question.

Yes.  Wyoming Alpha chapter of Phi Delta Theta.  Now mind you, while the Phi Delts are a big national organization, we were the black sheep of the family.  Our house was full of hippies, headbangers, punks, and geeks.    Our house was situated on Fraternity Row in Laramie and we were surrounded by other frats full of your stereotypical jocks and preps.  We used to war with the other houses and we had to be especially aggressive to survive.   

We ended just shocking and scaring everyone.   We would blast heavy metal music at all hours on gigantic speakers (liberated from a church) and you could hear it a mile away.  We would also dress up in black robes (liberated from the theater department) and burn fires in the yard.  We also set up ranges for knife throwing and flaming arrows in the yard, set off home made explosives, and pulled all sorts of pranks and raids on the other houses, including getting down into the service tunnels under the campus and unplugging their utilities.

One thing we didn't do is disrespect our female guests, which can't be said of many of the other houses.    

Eventually, 20 cops raided the place during one of our annual mosh parties.  They made about 80 arrests for underage drinking, but only one fraternity member got hauled in (we all knew the escape routes).   Importantly, the cops didn't find what they really came looking for.   Nevertheless, we got thrown off campus and shut down and the national fraternity didn't lift a finger to support us.   

wear did you go to college, Turtle? 

I myself did not attend university, but my dad was a frat boy... he's pretty much a classic case narcissist, so it fits the mold.

Newport Beach is where frat boys are bred

UCLA - University of Cabrillo located Aptos

I was in a co-ed frat: Nu Alpha Phi.  We were called "The Nappies."  Bunch of hippies with a few goth-types.

>>>>>Newport Beach is where frat boys are bred

Sorry Timmy the colleges in the northeast have got this one wrapped up.

>>>>>>Where you in a Frat?

Turts wasn’t an English major.

I used to loiter in a frat house when attending University.  Couple friends lived there (cheap rent) and they had an old Pepsi machine full of Labatt Beer,  50 cents.  Place was between Campus and the Dorms.

They even had a Tuesday night live-band scene in the basement.  No one who played in any of those bands ever got famous.

This was in Canada,  and frat houses there were all ramshackle tear-down buildings.  Not like the frat mansions in the States.  Also it was impossible to get Kegs of Beer in the province of Quêbec,  so that pretty much doomed the whole scene.

There were,  of course,  many cases of Labatt Beer.  The Dorms were on a Molson plan.  There was actually a "Molson Dormitory".  They sold cases of Beer in the dorms for $12 Canadian dollars (plus deposit).

Mr. Turtle, 

I got a BA degree in "Film & Communications"  but a minor in Firewood.

This place is like a fraternity.

It wasn't me. The dog farted.

Nope, no Greek life for me.

It’s interesting how many people qualify their Greek experiences with, “...but mine wasn’t like that.”

I got recruited to be in on of those ex-frat siblinghoods that wasn’t “like that.” They kidnapped me and started the initiation process. I drank their booze, smoked a few fatties, blew a few rails, stood up and walked out of the room. Even the different frat required a level of conformity that I couldn’t deal with.

Plus, they would give their pledges acid and have them walk around campus here doing hands. Fuck that shit! I was eating 10- strips virtually every day, and wanted no part of that JV silliness.

I was at an off-campus gathering one night. Two frat boys from the preppie pseudo Deadhead lacrosse house showed up with a few pledges. One was so wasted he took a header off th 2nd story deck and bounced off a car. The piece of shit frat boys ram down, took off his pledge pin and ran the fuck off. Some fucking  brotherhood, huh? Disgusting!

I have a feeling there are a few Tri-Lambs on viva.

>>>>>I have a feeling there are a few Tri-Lambs on viva.

I’d wager half a dozen, and ri-Lambs (due to a lack of t)

My daughter is in a sorority. After she got in, she went to the pledge mistress and called her a “fucking cunt.” When they told her to write an apology letter, she told them to fuck off.

She has since made it her goal to subvert the pledge process by being an “angel” to the pledges, and tell them what to do so they do not het yelled at or in trouble. 

That’s my girl! She turns 21 tomorrow.

>>>neither was hall...

You'll catch onto my 'humor' won of these days...

Jeez, Turts, that was your big take-away?

Being that a high percentage of zoners are blonde hair blue eye rich ass white boys from White House White fence, USA, I am expecting a high turn out for this thread.

10 strips everyday>>>

Sounds like a fucked up frat man

Is BrianK talking about when he was in the Fee Golgi YEM Phrat?

Deader than thou?

Shut up, Slack.

I was talking about when I was a fucked up 18 year old.

I was invited to join DKE, which was the coed hippie deadhead frat, but I transferred schools instead.

Slack, you in a frat?

Ken. You know a motherfucker name Ken from Portland was in a frat. 

I didn't go to fraternity school.

No. I worked my way through school.  And skied a lot.  And played Rugby a lot.  The skiing and rugby went on a long time after school.

Rugby was for gentlemen, but the songs are bad.  I have no excuse for the songs.

Coed hippie deadhead frat >>>>>

is that a real thing?

yes. Tau chapter of Theta Xi, Stanford

>>if so, why?

for a place to live on campus

>>what has it done for you?
someone I met there told me about Philzone

>>did you partake in activities that would be publicly humiliating?

I smoked pot, listened to the Dead, and sometimes studied.

What's a Tri-Lamb? A sheep with three heads?

Mark seems like he was a frat boy, and I notice he has not contributed to this thread. What is he hiding?

Buddy of mine was in, and is still involved with, his frat. He frequently does business with his frat brothers. They seem to do a lot of charity work and community service type activities. 

>>What's a Tri-Lamb? A sheep with three heads?

Fourth member (behind) has already shed his toga in preparation for Creepy Rapey Night.

Clap ya hands!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1mRG2oAQhso

Out of any of the stereotypical groups, being next to a herd of frat kids at a show is probably the worst IMO.

It's a perpetual game of "king of the mountain" whereby they're oblivious to those around them who are not in their frat.  The "frat amoeba" can get rather large & will invariably crash and spill into neighbors on all sides; with loud / boisterous chatter and elbows/feet freely moving about that don't care where they land; all in effort to climb some sort of illusory invisible mountain in the center of their group.

I played soccer in college...we would do team mushroom trips to bond on off days.

Hey - if those are Tri-Lambs - I think I remember that silly movie.

They are the guys who got revenge on the douche krew at their college, right?

I went to university in Missoula, Montana, in part (small part) to get away from all the frat boy douches that seemed to be the majority of people at every university my friends attended out East. I wanted desperately to get away from that type of life and those types of people, and could never really believe that there actually were frats at University of Montana. However, the frat boy population was definitely a minority as compared to the dirty hippy populace, so all was well. But the frat boys were just a total joke. They weren't to be confused, however, with the local Montanan cowboy type, who at first glance could be confused with a frat boy (depending on if they were sporting a cowboy hat or a ball cap that day), but were actually a different breed all together. 

They are the guys who got revenge on the douche krew at their college, right?<<<

However, the frat boy population was definitely a minority as compared to the dirty hippy populace, so all was well. But the frat boys were just a total joke. They weren't to be confused, however, with the local Montanan cowboy type, who at first glance could be confused with a frat boy (depending on if they were sporting a cowboy hat or a ball cap that day), but were actually a different breed all together.<<<

And here I thought after seeing that Furthur show on campus in Missoula that there existed a new and divergent "Grizzly Adams" species of wook?!?

Oh no, there definitely is a Grizzly Adams wook variety, but they are totally distinguishable from the local Montanan. The local is usually wearing tight (clean jeans), cowboy boots, a tight (clean) t-shirt or short sleeve button up in 40 degree weather, and will appear kempt and tidy. The cowboy hippie (variant Grizzlly Adams wook) is usually dirty from doing "cool" things outdoors, will go with the scruffier semi-beard and longish hair, and if wearing a cowboy hat, will have it decorated with trippy pins or designs. 

I'm guessing the pic above is in response to Lamar's javelin throw.

I was a White Rose (little sisters) in the Sigma Tau Gamma fraternity.  We gals were tomboys and thought the sororities lame, so we joined this for the free beer and hang out space.  It was animal house on all levels, lots of alcohol fueled antics and hazing, even had our own Flounder.  Having about 30 ‘brothers’ I learned to shoot a compound bow and arrow, skin a squirrel, became a pool shark, and was the accountant to the school bookie.  Real life talents I tell ya.

Now I remember - AB stands for the ALPHA BETAS. That is perfection. lol

^^ skinning a squirrel??

Hmmmm, that narrows down the Universities a lil....

;)

This thread seems to be triggering for some.

You also had time to play the tuba my friend

 Nice to see you post maybe I'll run into you at the Stanford game If I make an effort

Can you name names ateix? Or are you just going to stay in passive aggressive mode?

Oh no, there definitely is a Grizzly Adams wook variety, but they are totally distinguishable from the local Montanan. The local is usually wearing tight (clean jeans), cowboy boots, a tight (clean) t-shirt or short sleeve button up in 40 degree weather, and will appear kempt and tidy. The cowboy hippie (variant Grizzlly Adams wook) is usually dirty from doing "cool" things outdoors, will go with the scruffier semi-beard and longish hair, and if wearing a cowboy hat, will have it decorated with trippy pins or designs.<<<

Glad I wasn't imagining things, even though I didn't quite fully grasp the full extent of the landscape!

Your local Montanan description closely parallels many "local" Western Slope Coloradans ... lots of "rancher attire".  I find myself shopping for clothes at Murdoch's in Montrose & it's pretty full on ... although I don't really stray too far from Carhartt's myself. 

<<<and ri-Lambs (due to a lack of t)

awesome.

No time for Frats in A-school. 

I had a bed there.

Are you still a T monster, dude? I bet you are, Superstar.

I'm sure you have more T than Kavanaugh did back when he was being so "well behaved" during his school years.

You're trying too hard, Six.

Bless your heart.

Thank you, Judge Kavanuagh.

I was regrettably. Mostly, we drank too much, smoked too much, and generally dicked around. My senior year was basically smoking and listening to the dead. Lot of squandered time with no real pay off. Fraternities are only as good as their members, which means most of them are terrible... When you ask if I had to do anything that was publicly humiliating, I would say merely being in the chapter met that criteria.

^^^

Certainly a great example of a Gen X douche bag.