With fraternity membership comes a variety of unique relationships. There’s the guy you bum cigarettes from, the guy you have literally never seen outside the house, the older guy you respect, your drug dealer, the guy who picks up all of your sloppy seconds, the guy you bum dip from, the guy you hate with a fucking passion, and the older guy you pray you’ll never end up like.
Among all of these lifelong friendships, one individual stands apart from the pack. Your big brother.
He’s there to have your back, lend you a hand when you need it, save your ass when you’re being hazed, and give you advice on how to survive in an alcohol-fueled world of nymphomaniacs.
Too bad this guy doesn’t do any of those things…