Dinner
December 29, 2006I still don’t understand why my fraternity kicked me out, all I did was kill our mascot goat and server him for dinner.
I still don’t understand why my fraternity kicked me out, all I did was kill our mascot goat and server him for dinner.
I was talking to a friend a couple of days ago and he told me that he joined a fraternity at his college. I said, “Hey I also joined a fraternity, what did yours make you do?”
“Well, they all lined up and each one of them gave me one good whack on my butt with a wooden stick.”
“Wow, man that’s mean.”
“Why what did yours make you do,” he said.
“All they did was dress me up like a little girl and rape me.”