CelestialEmpire
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JFL last night we had a huge frat party with foam, speakers, live DJ, glow in the dark bracelets and shit. Keep in mind this is a super white rich college town (think Ithaca/Ann Arbor).
At 1:15AM I was making out behind the DJ stand with a 5'11 blonde HTB in a cheetah top and white skirt and cowgirl boots when I hear risk management chair throw a fit upstairs through the music. I checked our snap group chat named "Time for Bag" and like 120 people were typing at once. Turns out we got a noise complaint and a patrol car was outside.
So all the important niggas in my frat (~12 of us on exec board and some other important slayers) went outside to confront them and lo and behold it was a 5'8 skinnyfat pajeet in uniform coming out.
HOLY FUCK we were all hammered and caging and bullying him and signing indian songs in front of his face while talking about curry and chicken masala, a couple niggas started spouting about Rhodesia and the British Raj, three of us got close to him chest to chest did that stick our chin out while looking down at him to assert the heightmog.
He was desperately trying to "assert authority" but we were all averaging like 6'6 270lb and he was 5'8 160lb JFL.
It wasn't until a 2nd patrol car came with a 6'3 jacked white HTN with a mullet and mustache and tattoos came that we started to listen to the cops.
At 1:15AM I was making out behind the DJ stand with a 5'11 blonde HTB in a cheetah top and white skirt and cowgirl boots when I hear risk management chair throw a fit upstairs through the music. I checked our snap group chat named "Time for Bag" and like 120 people were typing at once. Turns out we got a noise complaint and a patrol car was outside.
So all the important niggas in my frat (~12 of us on exec board and some other important slayers) went outside to confront them and lo and behold it was a 5'8 skinnyfat pajeet in uniform coming out.
HOLY FUCK we were all hammered and caging and bullying him and signing indian songs in front of his face while talking about curry and chicken masala, a couple niggas started spouting about Rhodesia and the British Raj, three of us got close to him chest to chest did that stick our chin out while looking down at him to assert the heightmog.
He was desperately trying to "assert authority" but we were all averaging like 6'6 270lb and he was 5'8 160lb JFL.
It wasn't until a 2nd patrol car came with a 6'3 jacked white HTN with a mullet and mustache and tattoos came that we started to listen to the cops.
