If I ever put my kid in a Tigers jersey with the name "Frat" on the back please promptly take my season tickets, roll them up nice and tight and then shove them straight up my ass. Like what is this jersey trying to accomplish? Pretty sure it only guarantees that he ends up in Beta, just date raping the shit outta every pretty girl on campus. Those dudes at U of M were creeps. Except my boy Jet of course.
PS - What up Mama?
Thanks to Motay for the pic
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