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How Schmoozy is Institutional Sales? |
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Hey social retard:
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05/24/2000 |
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You're just one of the many dweebs who got dinged at bid day and try to justify not belong to a frat by saying they're rapists who pay for the friends. You probably hung out with the "alternative" crowd, damning frat boy conformity while all of you freaks wore the same fucked up looking clothes and hung out with girls who didn't shave, never wore bras and weigh either 70 pounds or 170 pounds.
BTW, everyone chipping in dues to have parties, buy beer and maintain the house isn't buying friends, its just organizing good parties. No different than when you freaks throw money together to have your sucky parties in shithole apartments (of course nobody came, ha,ha,ha...get it, geek).
Oh shit, happy hour at the local titty bar, gotta run.
Later social retard,
fun-loving frat boy |
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Hey social retard:
the stupid comments relating to the "I was sleeping with your girlfriend..." show that you were truly the retard of the crowd. Us normal people who actually had fun during school were the ones who never had "girlfriends" per se because we were busy nailing numerous chicks. Face it, you were jealous of the sports teams and their members as you saw the ladies flock to them, and in your eyes, for no apparent reason. Then you saw all the drunken fools at frat parties who still managed to get some tail, again you saw the ladies still go for no apparent reason. The fact of the matter is, you are jealous of the good looking athletes who were muscular, toned, and of course, athletic. You wished you could be one of them. Instead, you were stuck cranking in your bathroom because the gilr you loved was getting passed around the team or the frat house. You tried to join in but were either beaten up because of your obvious deficiencies, or were derided until you left on your own accord. So back you went to memorizing stupid poetry in the hopes that one day, the chick that was getting passed around would listen. The day she did, she found out you had a small dink and had premature ejaculation. Spoiled your fun again. Thus, he you are, angry at the world, because the guys you hated still run things and still act largely the same way that they did in school. Sucks to be you loser.
Captain of the team
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