"OW!"

“OW!”

Tiffany, and the other four girls from the Council, are bent naked over the front porch railing of the Epsilon sorority house, clinging on for dear life. The frat boys sit on the lawn below, eating popcorn, sharing beers with the lesbians. Chaderella, behind them, raises the large wooden paddle.

“This hurts me more than it hurts you,” she says.

“No it doesn’t! OWW!”