Jon The I-A-B Intern: Intern Life, Blog #4

I am a Trojan man. I love the University of Southern California. I mean, our school is named after arguably the coolest region of the entire world. If Spicoli had a school, he would probably have named it after SoCal. Not only are we cool here in the dirty south, but we are also flossin like Mike Jones. The school received $330 million last semester alone in gift money. Plus, we have some of the hottest chicks in the country. And, try as they might (the NCAA may stifle our football program for a few years), but we shall fight on.

Not only will we fight on, but last semester, my first here as a graduate student at USC, it was clear that we will also f*ck on (and on, and on, and on to quote Mr. Taio Cruz). In case you guys missed it, here is a secret letter that a Kappa Sigma fraternity member wrote to his brothers. As this D-bag continues to f*ck on, though his exploits are probably grossly exaggerated, I say he can f*ck off. Rather than writing a letter revealing yourself as the worst possible stereotype of a frat head, and giving the rest of us frat heads a bad name, you could have at least done what your fellow Kappa Sig brother did and gotten some during your scandal.

Yes, this was not the only sex news to rock USC last spring. A few weeks after the letter was leaked, one of his brothers seemed to have taken his advice to heart and, like a seasoned sniper, had his target, a girl from UCLA, on the roof of the tallest building on campus. I guess he must of figured that with our football team not doing so well this season, that he wanted to give everybody on campus some good, old fashioned entertainment. Props to him for banging UCLA and outdoing his brother, but hes still freaking crazy. So from downtown LA to the rest of the world, we f*ck on!

--Jon the I-A-B intern...