Hello children! So this is the first entry. Very exciting, I know.
My name is Mike, AKA “White Mike*,” and I am about to start my sophomore year at the University of Pennsylvania (not Penn State). More importantly, I am a proud member of the Pennchants – the sexiest, raciest (not racist), hairiest, most masculine all-male a cappella group on campus. You can check out our official website at www.pennchants.com.
Unfortunately, our current webmaster, Zhibo – yes that’s actually his name – is a lazy piece of shit (love you, Zhibo) and our list of current members still contains guys that graduated before I was born. That’s an over exaggeration, but still. The point is: our biz staff was throwing around some fresh ideas for the 08’-09’ school year and the idea of a blog popped up. Get it? Blog… Online… Pop ups… kind of like when people watch porn… ha. Don’t act like that’s not what you were doing before you got to this blog. Perv.
Anyway, a Pennchants blog is an easy way to reach anybody who cares with updates on the Pennchants’ fall and spring shows, road gigs, new CD (that sounds baller so far, by the way), gossip/drama, good sex stories, etc. If Republicans can manage to be online, why can’t the Pennchants?
We are approaching the group’s 20th anniversary (founded in 1989 - go to our actual website for the long and uneventful story) and want to better connect with fans, alumni, friends, Amy Guttman, your mom, and the Penn/Philadelphia community. As I/whoever-from-the-group-cares-to-send-me-a-guest-post updates this blog with news, pictures, videos, funny stories, or whatever, hopefully we can accomplish just that. Why not make this your homepage so you can come back and see us every day? Who needs Google anyway, those whiny bitches.
Moral of the story: get pumped, li-li-li-li-lick it like a lollipop, and hold your daughters and sons (we respect sexual minorities) back. The Pennchants are better and more badass than before and will be rocking harder than you’ve ever seen. Plus, our current president is a model.
*Not to be confused with “Asian Mike.” He is a lot stronger than I am.
1 comment:
Mike. I love you. and not in the when-you're-kinda-drunk-and-awkwardly-man-hugging way.
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