Again–I did not pledge, so I cannot fully comprehend Greek life. All I can do is surmise that McBride and the Ride here bought dress shoes in bulk, with good arch support, in order to perform these complex yoga moves. This picture is 43 years old, so I doubt they can work their lumbar region like that these days, but stranger things have happened.
I like how Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky, and Mike left enough personal space between groins to still seem tough and masculine. As far as personal preference, I’ll have to say Bertram has the nicest smile (Berri just seems angry or confused), and John Taylor (one of the long-lost Duran Duran Taylor boys) seems to smugly be bringing up the caboose (happy to have no one behind him). All in all, a nice portrait of unity, representing the four stated goals of the fraternity: manhood, scholarship, perseverance, and uplift. Uplift?
Who knew the rotund spinning High Fidelity star was that into frisbee? Or shirtlessness?

Here, boys. When you think of me, think of fattening comfort food. I just hope that she and Jungle Safari Jill next to her were able to score a 2 for 1 deal on perms that month.
I’m feeling a bit peckish. Venison, anyone?
The following Pegasus dress is pretty fly for a white girl, but how could it possibly compare to a graphic 3/4 sleeve sweater that also teaches us dumb Americans to speak French?
Maybe these sweaters were worn by French students? The models look très peeved.

Speaking of apples, check out that big screen monitor!
How about a guy in a sweater, using his Apple to get important work done?
I believe that big slit was where the floppy disk went…
Now that’s the right way to rock an apple!
