Hell Yeah! Why not look for one of the Frat Bros?

Peter confidently strutted up to the nearest Fraternity Brothers he could find, Jermain Berkley, and tapped his shoulder. "Yo, man!" Peter shouted in a bit of a drunken slur. "You're a brother right? I want to join your frat, man." Jay raised his eyebrow and chuckled slightly. "Uh, you want to join us, little man? You need to sign a bid and everything for that... you know that right?" Peter's eyes widened abit. "What? What's that." Jay stiffled a laugh and shook his head. "Man, you don't know anything about frats, do you? Are you fresh out of highschool?" Peter denied that statement while dumbly nodding his head 'yes'. Jay cracked a smiled and eyed Pete up for a bit. "You know what... You don't need all that man, I can already tell the other Brothers will like you." "Really?" Peter gazed up with hopeful eyes. "Yeah, really. You can skip all the sign ups... if you go through some hazing tonight. What do you say?"