We all have them. Some of us get shitfaced with our families in true fratastic style. Some of our parents were even fratdaddies and sorostitues back in the day, and we were concieved in a dimly lit basement (ahh what a fantastic and fateful way to begin life).
Sadly, some of our parents criticize us for our Greek decisions and never fail to exploit an opportunity to make us superficially sorry for this. These overcontrolling, call-every-week-or-we’re-not-giving-you-money types are the worst, but keep in mind, they only know what you tell them. In fact, the phone call from home while you’re fucked up can be quite hilarious.
However, there is no way in hell your family is stranger than any of these.
