Remember when kids could act like kids? Now everything has to be politically correct. So sluts can call other sluts sluts, sluts can have slut walks, slut fundraisers, slut awareness, but a bunch of frat boys can’t use the word or talk about women like women talk about men? There is humor in this wether you see it our not. And he’s correct. There are sluts everywhere, twitter search slut and see how many women call themselves sluts….Hope Huff doesn’t find out my boys say girls have cooties…
“There’s beer to be drunk, porn to view, and sluts to f***. Let me reiterate that last point: sluts are everywhere.”
That’s just one disgusting line from an email obtained by Total Sorority Move touting one College of William & Mary fraternity brother’s idea of a “community outreach program.” It’s called “Save the Sluts,” and it’s just as disgusting as it sounds. The email, sent by a Sigma Chi fraternity brother over the Zeta Upsilon Chapter’s listserv, declares that girls are a “lesser sex” who should only be focused on for their “snatch,” as they’re essentially just “neglected pussies” and “sluts to fuck.” There’s also a suggestion about practicing “your stroke” with a “two moist sponges in a solo cup.”
Here are some more lowlights. Scroll all the way to the bottom for the full NSFW email, if your stomach can handle it.
Stop staring at shoes and start staring at “boxes.”
“See some riding boots? Some uggs? A hideous pair of rain boots without a cloud in sight? Now, raise your gaze from the footwear up, allow your eyes to wander from the feet up the long and slender legs of the lesser sex until finally you arrive at God’s greatest gift: the box.”
A new definition of the “1%.”
“That vagina needs you. Never mind the extremities that surround it, the 99% of horrendously illogical bullshit that makes up the modern woman, consider only the 1%, the snatch.”
Really this is all just a fraternity service project.
“I’m losing sleep at night thinking of all the pussies crying out for a good fuck and not getting it, so I’m reaching out to you all in a time of need to initiate my community outreach program: Save the Sluts.”
The consul of the school’s Zeta Upsilon Chapter responded to a request for comment on the email by giving the chapter’s “formal statement”:
We deeply regret the message that was sent through our listserv encouraging actions that are inconsistent with our values as Sigma Chis. The message was disrespectful toward women, and that is not who we are as a chapter. We have moved to suspend the individual who was responsible for the message and International Fraternity leaders are taking action to ensure proper disciplinary measures are taken. Rest assured that we are also voluntarily taking an internal review of our membership, to be sure that our chapter is comprised only of men of the highest character. Until then, we have voluntarily and proactively ceased normal chapter operations.
The president of William & Mary has given an official statement as well, calling the message “unacceptable.”
Sigma Chi moved into William & Mary’s new fraternity complex at the beginning of this school year. The project cost $25.8 million for 10 houses with 17 beds each, a cost of around $150k per bed. Of course, the complex is more than just beds and was designed “so there is enough space for all fraternity members to come together for meetings and events.”
Here’s the full email.
Subject: Life, love, and pussy
Guys, I just want to put out an early semester reminder that life is good. You’re here, you’re alive, your penis may not always work, but it hasn’t fallen off yet; be thankful. I ask you all to take a few seconds off from complaining about the cold, or preparing your schedule for Spring 2016, and look around you. There’s beer to be drunk, porn to view, and sluts to fuck. Let me reiterate that last point: sluts are everywhere. While walking from class to class with your head down limiting exposure to the arctic winds of late, take notice of the feet shuffling by. See some riding boots? Some uggs? A hideous pair of rain boots without a cloud in sight? Now, raise your gaze from the footwear up, allow your eyes to wander from the feet up the long and slender legs of the lesser sex until finally you arrive at God’s greatest gift: the box.
Now stop. Take it all in, breath deep, imagine what kind of underwear she’s wearing, even entertain the idea she may not be wearing any at all, but stare as long as you please, they don’t mind.
Now refocus. That vagina needs you. Never mind the extremities that surround it, the 99% of horrendously illogical bullshit that makes up the modern woman, consider only the 1%, the snatch. Empires have risen and fallen at the hands of the female genitalia. It has made many men, and crushed countless more. Don’t allow yourself to fall victim, don’t be another statistic. Master your craft, hone your skills, and perfect your stroke. Put two moist sponges in a solo cup and fuck that until you get it right if you have to, but do not settle until you’ve done just that: gotten it right. I can’t do this alone boys. I’m losing sleep at night thinking of all the pussies crying out for a good fuck and not getting it, so I’m reaching out to you all in a time of need to initiate my community outreach program: Save the Sluts. Don’t let this beautiful opportunity go to waste. Seize the moment, stuff the box, and put the neglected pussies that haunt my dreams to rest.
Thank you all, and good luck.
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