Everybody loves a hero
My friend told me the following story about his fraternity at a liberal arts school on the east coast. I have no idea what to make it of it, other than to note that human nature is a funny thing.
A guy in his frat, we’ll call him John, was extremely introverted. He had a hard time talking to women.
Not surprisingly, John was also a virgin in his 20s, despite being surrounded by drunk sorority girls.
The frat decided to help get him laid, but with a few rules. They wouldn’t tell John they were doing this (for obvious reasons) and they wouldn’t hire a prostitute.
They would just improve his social value.
At every party they threw from that point on, they would chant “Mule Cock” when he walked in. All the guys would laugh hard at his jokes, give him high fives when he walked by and talk him up to all the girls they’d meet.
After years of being unsuccessful, it took exactly one week to get him laid.
This sounds like some sort of urban legend, but my friend swears it happened at his frat. It also sounds like the rejected plot of an 80s movie.
You might as well have been talking about my fraternity at a small liberal arts school on the east coast. This would work, no question.
