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Do you often find yourself complaining to your guy friends that you can’t find a boyfriend or husband even though you’re consistently blacking out at a bar off drinks bought for you by guys that are probably pretending to be single on their own bachelor party? It’s okay, we’ve all been there.
Do you live with the same girls you went through rush with six years ago in an apartment that is paid for by your fathers? You don’t want to admit it because you’re trying to forge your own path in these dire economic times, but you know who you are.
Are all the sorority and back-to-school Snapchat stories making you physically ill with FOMO because you miss the days of tailgating, boxed wine, and late nighting at the KA house? We get it. That was the best.
Do you spend every Sunday night curled up in a ball on your couch because you’re still trying to party like you’re in college and you hooked up with the wrong guy again? I see you out there.
Do you identify way too much with Things Girls Do After Graduation? Okay, perfect.
The fact of the matter is, you either are one of these girls or know a group of these girls. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. And truthfully? It’s admirable. If the sisterhood bond you have from college still means the world to you, you could be perfect for a new television series focusing on your relationship and living situation with your sisters. All you need is to have a minimum of four residents or live in a Melrose Place-style apartment complex.
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I was expecting a post-reality star doling out some tips and traits for making it onto a reality show, but instead got a big ‘ol pile shit to sniff, and—dare I say it— to taste. I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul.
deFries, you had my curiosity, but now you have my attention
Paid to do it, just google the email, into all kinds of weird shit.
I’m so fucking excited for “Things Girls Do After Graduation” tomorrow.