Beta Theta Pi: we’re known as friends, gentlemen, and scholars. Fraternity is often a stigmatized term, but Beta is different… sort of.
Frat Hat
It’s three o’clock and 81 degrees; the sun is beating down on our Manhattan Beach duplex, and we’ve got a keg in the back and a grill on the balcony. Add 40 college men and the day is prime for fratting. For those who are uninitiated into the world of fratting, it is formally defined as “As much a state of mind as an action: unambiguously displaying confidence, intelligence, wealth, style and class while maintaining a positive, lackadaisical, attitude.” One who truly frats hard never forgets the value of having a good time or the responsibilities to which he is obligated.
Frat Machine, Caleb Nyberg
Frat Shades, Jake Stephens
Today, we’re celebrating our graduating class at the senior BBQ. An annual tradition, the senior BBQ marks the point where our seniors close one chapter of their lives in order to clear the way to open another. We have burgers and ‘dogs roasting on the BBQ, just as each senior is being roasted by his brothers. Though not as fiery, roasting in this sense is just as painful as in the traditional sense. Each senior goes up one by one to the Beta spotlight, and each of us who has been affected by the graduating senior takes a turn telling embarrassing stories and sharing sentiments.
In the midst of a devastating roast
Once the roasting flame goes out, we spend the rest of the time goofing around and having a good time. The Beta spirit seems to be flowing free and stronger than ever at this point. Truly Fratastic.
A silly Sean Christopher
Fratty Jack Jarvis enthusiastic about being in the limelight
…and his abnormally voluptuous glutes
