A shout-out to sororities
It recently came to my attention that someone going through "Rush" was not allowed to drink before it began, or else their chances of getting into a sorority would be greatly diminished.  In fact, after I put up some pictures of someone with a beer in their hands, they snapped on me.  And after a series of misunderstandings, our friendship nearly ended over some pictures that the sorority bitches may not like.  By the way, if any of you sorority folk know of this site, and are reading this right now, I have a little piece of my mind to give you.  If you are actually so superficial and stuck up that you will throw someone out because they drank beer on a senior trip, then the hell with you.  Actually, f*ck you.  Thanks for the trouble you caused, and may your sorority house burn to the f*cking ground as a result of your shrewdness.  I've made it no secret that I am not big on fraternities and sororities.  And some of you say "Barrett, why?"  Here's why.  Whoever joins one is paying 400+ bucks a month so that they can meet people.  It's kind of like a pathetic dating service, except you're metting people of YOUR OWN GENDER.  Also, only those whose mommies and daddies can afford to pay for it are allowed to get in.  It doesn't matter how "cool" someone is, if they can't afford it, they are turned the hell away.  In fact, I recently got into a discussion with someone over this.  This person told me that although the people who get turned away due to lack of funds/rich parents, probably the same, they still can meet the people that those in the sorority/fraternity are able to meet, they just have to work a little harder at it.  That is the most pretentious bullshit I've ever heard in my life.  No one should have to work harder to meet people just because they can't afford $400+ dollars a month.  That is absolutely ridiculous.  Anyway, where was I?  Oh yeah, back to the senior trip person.  Thanks to your f*cked up rules, you nearly ended a freindship that I've had for several years.  I'd like to offer a hearty, SEE YOU IN HELL YOU F*CKING SORORITY BITCHES!!!!  And if your sorority house does burn down, you can bet that ol' Barrett will be there to throw another log on the fire, with his hotdogs and a bag of marshmallows present as well, and when it finally dies out, I'll piss on the ashes to make sure it's really out.  Why don't you people get a life.  Because, twenty years from now, you're going to be hating life when you're working the counter at a McDonald's because of permanent brain damage due to all the alcohol you drank in college, and then you'll be sitting in the grove throughout the whole day and night, when you're fifty, because you're trying to get back the faded luster that was your college/sorority experience.  Happy trails to you.