frat boy

Also known as a flaming faggot, a douchebag, and an anal rammer, frat boys are indeed the essence of all homosexuality in the universe. They have made a name for themselves in colleges across America for being popular, out-going, and throwing the best parties. Those who believe this have a very skewed perception of reality. In actuality, frat boys have made a name for themselves as the pioneers of faggotry. Characteristics of a fratboy are as follows, but not limited to: popping one's collar, gelled hair, extremely gay look to their face, short shorts, croakies/sunglasses/sperry topsiders (an attempt to seem like they go fishing when they've never seen the ocean), wearing pink polos (pink is not the new blue queers), wearing 10 different shades of purple (neither is purple douchebags), shell necklaces, and birkenstocks. Things that frat boys like to do: rape drunken/blacked-out women, pay $450 a semester for friends that don't even care about them, degrade women, do the elephant walk (when new recruits line up buck ass naked and hold the person's nutsack infront of you while walking in single-file line), take homosexuality to a whole new level, and while doing all of this somehow they believe that they are the shit. Things to do if you see a frat boy: (guys) First and most importantly, if his collar is popped un-pop it immediately. Ignore anything he says, but if he re-pops it punch him in the face. He's lucky he even got a second chance. (girls) Do not be fooled by the illusion of their 'popularity'. These guys are the biggest pricks to ever grace the planet. If you see one, pour the beer that they paid for with there $450 dues right in their face and kick them in their very tiny balls. Inconclusion: Frat boys raise the bar of all things gay. They're so gay that they make Elton John look like Ron Jeremy. I recommend everyone to disassociate yourself from all frat boys. Please help save the world by un-popping one collar at a time.