Last night on my way home from work I had to walk through goddamn sorority rush. It was kind of like being back at Miami, if Miami was nothing but freshmen girls
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While at lunch there were these two older dudes sitting up on the hill with us, (not talking TO us, talking to each other) and we could overhear every word they said. One of them was wearing a bright pink polo
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