"Hey, Jason. Here to see your bro? He's at the Pan-Hel Council meeting. Won't be back for hours," said the frat bro sunbathing on the lawn when Snake drove up, and got out of the car.
"That's okay, I'm here to see a pledge anyway."
"Oh, the Delta Omicron Gamma pledge pups are back in the kennels."
"Can I take one walkies? I want to show him my car," Snake said.
"Oh, all the pups love going for a ride with their heads out the window. Who is the lucky pup?"
"Pupbred," Snake answered.
Delta Omicron Gamma was Chad's bro Brad's fraternity, thought Chad. Was Brad responsible for this? Who was Snake's brother? Only the fraternity officers participated in Pan-Hellenic Council.
"Pupbred lives up to his name. He is a regular cock hound. I swear he tries too hard to be the best at whatever he is tasked with. When he becomes a DOG brother, I expect he'll be top dog."
Snake disappeared around back, while tanning dude got up to inspect Snake's new ride. Chad felt so naked with the guy in the swimsuit studying him, running his hands over Chad's metal exterior and leather interior.
"Almost perfect," he said disappearing into the house."
He returned a few minutes later, walked straight to the rear of the car, and applied something sticky to the bumper. Chad felt do violated as this strange man plastered a sticker to his body.
About 10 minutes later, Snake emerged from the back of the house pulling something on a leash. Snake said, "Come, Pupbred, come."