Its a Plus

John looks down at what was just handed to him.

Its a pill. Its a pick pill. A pink pill with a plus on one side and on the other it just has a line through it.

"Time to choose." the microphone man announced.

The woman is circling around once more this time handing everyone a glass of beer. All of the new frat boys grab take it one by one, but are looking confused.

"What do you mean, 'time to choose?' We were all handed just one pill, and we don't even know what it is!"- one of the other newbies asked.

The entire house laughed.

"You can either take the pill or you can get your ass kicked. PICK YOUR POISON"

"ALPHA-BETA-PHI"- the house erupts.

John knew this was just hazing with a new name. If he didn't take the pill not only would he get his ass kicked, but he knows that his fellow frat "brothers" will make his life hell for the next four years. What choice did he have.

"You need to make your choice in 3....2.....1.....GO!"