Frat house, full house.

Wearing letters, making history.

Golf course by day, dance floor by night.

Kings of the quad.

Seniors running the show.

Tank tops and tan lines.

Too many brothers, not enough couches.

Letters on, confidence up.

Formal ready, sort of.

Sunburnt and loving it.

The fellas never miss.

Frat hair, don't care.

The boys' trip we'll never stop talking about.

We came, we tailgated, we won.

Brothers by choice, idiots by nature.

Frat stars, not rocket scientists.