I lived a sheltered college life. I was dating Ms. Hammer from the start of my sophomore year and avoided fraternity parties like the clap. So it's my fault that Time's Christian, Brandon Straub, gets to sheepishly peep at languid Girls Gone Wild kissing and I didn't.
Still, I don't think anyone ought to look to me as a model for how to live one's life. Is Straub really conflicted about whether to insulate himself from the secularists on establish himself as a paragon of virtue...after joining a fraternity? Good Lord, even the engineering frats have beer bongs and jell-o wrestling on school nights these days.
I avoided the frat brothers mostly because they were unbearably uninteresting. Also, they often said "Party" instead of "Good-bye". But a frat brother who is too busy witnessing his faith to inhale? I'd rather stand in a puddle of Dirk's vomit than put up with that.
What inquiring minds like me want to know is what does Ms. Hammer find creepy? Is it the evangilizing to other students, or the bi-curiousity?
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I've been meaning to invite Heather Graham over to find out.
Both of you should know me well enough to know that I'm bothered by the evangilizing as well as the frat boy, not the chicks kissing.
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