Pi Lambda Phi

OKAY. Here I am. Reviewing this place again. You may have noticed a difference in my star — age here. Why, you ask? Well…
I have to say, that the first review that I wrote was based on my experiences during the summer and early fall. Apparently, according to them, it’s because they had these Irish chicks staying with them at the time, and that is why the place looked and smelled and felt like a fucking health hazard. When I came back this time, it was actually much cleaner, for frat standards, that is.
You know what? I can understand that, because frats are supposed to be fucking dirty. I mean, how it was last year was pretty nasty, and based on that alone, warranted a poor review, but this time, it was just regular frat — nasty, as should be expected.
There are good people and bad people everywhere, and to that, I say, there is the inevitable sleaze factor that you can’t really shake, and quite frankly, I don’t think I’d want to. Yeah, it’s not a super classy place, but, this is a part of fucking college. Yeah, it’s silly, but sometimes you just have to sit back, and take in the hilarity of it all.
The place is a lot more fun if it’s not a crazy, gigantic party; the kind where the place is packed, and drinks run out fast.
One star for free alcohol, one star for it being relatively cleaner this time, and one star for the deliciously campy, trashy, and awesomely cliché representation of Greek life, that an art school kid like me so desperately needs, once in a while.