Bluecruiser
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this one was always my favorite....
Luke: "You were in the Greek System?"
Ben: "I was once a Frat Guy the same as your father."
Luke: "My father didn't belong to a frat. He was a tool, an RA in the
dorms for four years."
Ben: "That's what your mother told you. She didn't hold with your
father's ideals. She thought he should stay home. Not drink until four in
the morning and then pi$$ on things."
Luke: "I wish I had known him, when he could drink."
Ben: "He was a cunning partier, and the best boat-racer in the house.
And he was a good bro. I understand you've become quite a booze hound
yourself. For over five years he got so curbed he could hardly function.
Before the dark times. Before, his skirt."
Luke: "How did my father become a lame a$$?"
Ben: "A young chick, namely your mother, who was pretty cool herself
until she turned to evil, helped other women hunt down and destroy the
coolness in men. She civilized and murdered the bro who was once your
father. Your mother was upset by the dark side of Beer"
Luke: "Beer?"
Ben: [smiles] "Yes, Beer is what gives a frat guy his power. It's a
beverage created by hops and barley.. and stuff like that. It screws us up.
Gives us beer goggles. And lets us yell stuff like "*%#*&" in bars
everywhere. Which reminds me. Your father wanted you to have this when
you were old enough, but your Mother wouldn't allow it. He thought you'd
follow some Frat Brother on some binge drinking crusade."
Luke: "What is it?"
Ben: "Your father's beer-bong. The weapon of a Frat Guy. Not as random
or clumsy as a shot glass. An elegant weapon for a less civilized age..."
Luke: "You were in the Greek System?"
Ben: "I was once a Frat Guy the same as your father."
Luke: "My father didn't belong to a frat. He was a tool, an RA in the
dorms for four years."
Ben: "That's what your mother told you. She didn't hold with your
father's ideals. She thought he should stay home. Not drink until four in
the morning and then pi$$ on things."
Luke: "I wish I had known him, when he could drink."
Ben: "He was a cunning partier, and the best boat-racer in the house.
And he was a good bro. I understand you've become quite a booze hound
yourself. For over five years he got so curbed he could hardly function.
Before the dark times. Before, his skirt."
Luke: "How did my father become a lame a$$?"
Ben: "A young chick, namely your mother, who was pretty cool herself
until she turned to evil, helped other women hunt down and destroy the
coolness in men. She civilized and murdered the bro who was once your
father. Your mother was upset by the dark side of Beer"
Luke: "Beer?"
Ben: [smiles] "Yes, Beer is what gives a frat guy his power. It's a
beverage created by hops and barley.. and stuff like that. It screws us up.
Gives us beer goggles. And lets us yell stuff like "*%#*&" in bars
everywhere. Which reminds me. Your father wanted you to have this when
you were old enough, but your Mother wouldn't allow it. He thought you'd
follow some Frat Brother on some binge drinking crusade."
Luke: "What is it?"
Ben: "Your father's beer-bong. The weapon of a Frat Guy. Not as random
or clumsy as a shot glass. An elegant weapon for a less civilized age..."
