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    <title><![CDATA[Hazed And Confused]]></title>
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    <dc:creator>anonymous@hazedandconfused.com</dc:creator>
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    <dc:date>2013-05-08T14:38:56+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Ice water and condoms]]></title>
      <link>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/ice_water_and_condoms</link>
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      <description><![CDATA[They would fill  condoms with really cold ice water, and make us masturbate with them in front frat dudes. They would have us gradually speed, until it breaks]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2013-05-08T14:38:56+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[not a college story]]></title>
      <link>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/not_a_college_story</link>
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      <description><![CDATA[In the Corps (not some bitch ass pretty college boy club) for about a year new marines or boots were taken on casualty runs with full combat loads while wearing gas mask. They are to exercise in a hot shower while seniors pour bleach on the floor. Are awaken at odd hours of the night (usually with a punch to the face) to go on unsuspected drunken runs in which they were too expected to drink. Made to write multiple page essays with stamp kits. Had kevalar stands while seniors asked knowledge questions (it not shit feels like your chest is being pulled apart) they endured multiple field ops to places like 29palms. Then a deployment to some combat area such as iraq or Afghanistan. Just to fit into a brother hood in which brothers are lost all the time. So that they can go out in town and see some bitch ass college kid wearing the USMC uniform because its cool. And so they can be called baby killers and maniacs. Yeah get some!]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2013-05-08T14:36:36+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Lactose Intolerant? Oh no problem!]]></title>
      <link>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/lactose_intolerant_oh_no_problem</link>
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      <description><![CDATA[While I was pledging, one of the brothers found out that I was lactose intolerant. So at the next pledge meet, the brothers brought me to a table of yogurt, cheese and milk. They made me eat everything in front of my pledge brothers and if i didnt finish in time, they would rack up punishments. I remember puking and shitting diarrahea at the same time.]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2013-04-28T09:43:23+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Whats in the cup]]></title>
      <link>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/whats_in_the_cup</link>
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      <description><![CDATA[they would put 8 cups in front of 8 of us. a few of them had cum in them, other had melted ice cream, or milk. We couldn't sniff or look closer at it, we just pointed at one. No matter what we chose we had to drink it]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2013-04-26T07:21:45+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Water and Snow]]></title>
      <link>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/water_and_snow</link>
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      <description><![CDATA[A few times during winter nights , they would make the pledges in my sorority get naked outside, they would throw water on us and then they would cover us in snow]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2013-04-26T07:05:53+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Typical almost everyday lineup]]></title>
      <link>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/typical_almost_everyday_lineup</link>
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      <description><![CDATA[Typical almost everyday lineup, basement boxers blindfolds. Once they're in uniform mad brothers coming stomping down the stairs and into the basement screaming, scaring the shit out of the pledges. Then while they're facing the wall we throw some eggs at their back full throttle, usually draws a little blood. Then we break out the hose and spray them with the freezing cold water, mostly in their face for a little but so it's hard to breath, but the hose will say out the rest of the line up. We then give them a nice healthy coating of daves gourmet insanity hot sauce covering most of their body, they also eat teaspoons of it too. Then we have them eat whatever gross concoctions we can think of or just random stuff in our fridges that's not harmful to them. Then more eggs, a lot more eggs, and after at least an hour maybe an hour and a half  the lineups over and the pledges clean everything up.]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2013-04-24T02:24:06+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Military and Oatmeal]]></title>
      <link>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/military_and_oatmeal</link>
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      <description><![CDATA[After three days of sleep deprivation, we allowed the pledges to go to bed early (4 a.m). One of our brothers who is enlisted in the marines proceeded to surprise our sleepy pledges with a 5 a.m. military workout. This workout started with a several mile run and was finished with ranger push ups, jumping jacks, and wallsits. This part of the workout was done once they finished their bucket of oatmeal and tobascco that they had to simultaneously eat while working out. They all vomited.]]></description>
      <dc:subject><![CDATA[]]></dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2013-04-17T00:46:42+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Milk Night]]></title>
      <link>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/milk_night</link>
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      <description><![CDATA[Every semester my fraternity hosts a night where the pledges are forced to race to down gallons of milk, in under 8 minutes, play beer pong with milk, and just straight up chug excessive amounts of milk. By the end of the night the house reeks of vomit and curdled milk, and we send the pledges off to bed without allowing them to wash up or shower. It's one of the most disgusting things I've ever witnessed.]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2013-04-17T00:46:25+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Cooter Carnage]]></title>
      <link>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/cooter_carnage</link>
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      <description><![CDATA[Our sorority sisters decided that the pledge class had to become closer. So every night for a month, our entire pledge class was forced to line up and strip completely naked. We were all then blindfolded, and, at random, three of us were kicked in our lady parts, full force, by our sisters wearing soccer cleats. The three that were kicked had to yell out, "COOTER CARNAGE" before they fell down. If one failed to do so, three more were selected at random, and the drill continued. Only twice all semester did all three selected girls manage to do it. The idea was to force us to yell it out, despite the intense pain, to save three more members of our pledge class from suffering the same fate. It wasn't for five nights before it was my turn, and it hurt more than anything I've ever experienced in my life. I got it again the very next night, and then three nights later. Each time, I did manage to yell it out, but in order to get initiated, the sisters took it a step further. They brought us into the basketball gym at midnight, stood us at the baseline, and kicked us all as hard as they could. We had to walk the length of the court in order to get initiated.]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2013-04-13T15:08:32+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Sand Pins]]></title>
      <link>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/sand_pins</link>
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      <description><![CDATA[One of our pledge brothers got caught not wearing his pledge pin. The brothers buried all of them under the sand in the volleyball pit. After three hours of digging we found all but one. Guess one of us is getting balled.]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2013-04-13T15:08:10+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Working at the Luau]]></title>
      <link>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/working_at_the_luau</link>
      <guid>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/working_at_the_luau#When:11:20:39Z</guid>
      <description><![CDATA[About a month into pledging our fraternity was having a luau party with a sorority, so of course it was our job to clean everything up, decorate the pool area, get beer, prepare food for everyone, etc. Before the sorority arrived we were made to take viagra and given speedos and leis to wear to the party as our luau costume. There were three things working against us: hot girls in swimwear, having had little or no sexual activity in the previous month and the damned viagra. Lets just say that things started off poorly and went downhill from there. Some of the girls left, though most of them had a sense of humor about the situation. At the end we were made to fashion our speedos for the coveted crown of luau king.]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2013-03-30T11:20:39+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Bathing Together]]></title>
      <link>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/bathing_together</link>
      <guid>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/bathing_together#When:11:19:15Z</guid>
      <description><![CDATA[We were forced to memorize a paragraph in the book the night before and some of us couldnt do it. To pay for this, we had to get into a pool of ice water until we recited the paragraph together as a class (not missing a single 'the' or 'and'). If we got it wrong, we had to turn over.  Once we got it right (after many failed attempts), we went outside and crawled barehanded in the snow. ]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2013-03-30T11:19:15+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Douchebag Sundae]]></title>
      <link>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/douchebag_sundae</link>
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      <description><![CDATA[The most famous thing that ever happened at my school. We had a pretty big cafeteria and it had a soft ice cream station where students could make sundaes with all the fixings.  Outside the cafeteria there was a long sidewalk by the parking lot where students would sit on the curb to hang, eat or smoke. There was one guy -  the ultimate douchebag - out on the curb. He ends up getting a sundae flung right across the back of his head and shirt. He's dripping in melted ice cream and sprinkles. There's a huge swath of vanilla across his back like a giant bird dropping. But before he has any time to react or do anything about it, the guy who nailed him is already half way across the parking lot. He's turning red with humiliation and waves of laughter are just coming at him from every guy on the curb.  But hitting the guy with the sundae wasn't the real joke. 

The real joke was that right before lunch, three of the varsity players went into the bathroom that was closest to the parking lot and went into the handicap stall to make a special treat. Two boxes of brownie mix stirred into  the toilet water to make a nice thick chocolate batter, then all three of them took a dump in the bowl; They covered it all nice and neat by emptying an entire can of shaving cream over that. Then topped it all off with a real cherry from the cafeteria. Viola! a douchebag sundae! And sure enough after being creamed outside with the ice cream cup, our friend the tool slunk into the nearest bathroom to rinse off his shirt clean and clean himself up. Instead, no more than a minute after entering, he found himself buck-ass naked, upside down and face first in the bowl chocolate mix and shit! He spent the rest of his lunch period slurping down shit, shaving cream and brownie batter!]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2013-03-17T04:23:31+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Sauce Chug]]></title>
      <link>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/sauce_chug</link>
      <guid>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/sauce_chug#When:22:00:01Z</guid>
      <description><![CDATA[When I was a pledge some of our brothers did drugs an we got punished for it. The whole pledge class. The kids that did the drugs has to eat bananas and a 2 liter of sprite (it expands in your stomach and you vomit like crazy) and then run. We all had to go to the store and buy our favorite condiment (22 man pledge class, 22 bottles of ketchup, ranch, etc) and we had to chug whatever we could in 15 seconds and pass it to the next brother. Until all of it was finished. I never threw up so much in my life. Surprisingly honey mustard was the worst, it was so thick. ]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2013-03-14T22:00:01+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Shooting Gallery]]></title>
      <link>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/shooting_gallery</link>
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      <description><![CDATA[Have pledge class line up in yard and start marching side by side and every time one gets hit with whatever is thrown/shot at them they have to yell ding and turn around and keep marching.  Continue for hours on end until boredom is diminished.]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2013-03-12T00:17:30+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Drunk pledge]]></title>
      <link>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/drunk_pledge1</link>
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      <description><![CDATA[We get one guy out of the pledge class super hammered at the beginning of hell and make the rest of the pledges lug him around while doing a list of activites before coming back to the house. Only allowed one car, no matter the class size.]]></description>
      <dc:subject><![CDATA[]]></dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2013-02-25T07:26:49+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Grocery List]]></title>
      <link>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/grocery_list</link>
      <guid>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/grocery_list#When:07:34:52Z</guid>
      <description><![CDATA[All of the pledges were given separate items to buy and were told not to discuss their item with other pledges, had to get stuff like lube, booze, dip, and the big multi hose party funnels.  When we had acquired everything we were told to figure out a way to use everyone's items together, we had no ideas so we had to butt chug a slurry of dipspit and alcohol.]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2013-02-23T07:34:52+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Strobe and jimmies]]></title>
      <link>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/strobe_and_jimmies</link>
      <guid>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/strobe_and_jimmies#When:06:52:38Z</guid>
      <description><![CDATA[We got our pledges stupid drunk and put them into a room with flashing strobe lights, a brother then walked in with a can of rainbow sprinkles and pored it all over the floor and told them to sort them by color. It took them just under 10hours.]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2013-02-18T06:52:38+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Broke a nail]]></title>
      <link>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/broke_a_nail</link>
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      <description><![CDATA[I remember hearing about a sorority making pledges glue on long fake nails and scrub the floors of the house with their new nails.  They had to keep saying OMG I Broke a nail when the fake nails would pop off or break in half.  For the next week, pledges had bandaids covering their nails and fingertips.  Funny. ]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2013-02-10T23:27:10+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Beneath The Stairs]]></title>
      <link>http://www.hazedandconfused.com/story/beneath_the_stairs</link>
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      <description><![CDATA[One of my close buddies pledged a fraternity for a good while until this incident. Apparently, the active brothers told the pledge class that this was going to be a "break from pledging" and that they could attend the party as "friends" not "pledges." When they all got there each one of the brothers grabbed them, stripped them down to their boxers, and threw them in this 8x8ft space right by the stairs in the basement. He said they were so crammed that no one could move on inch. As the party went on and the brothers had to "release their alcohol," they were encouraged to piss on the pledges. He told me that this went on for hours and almost every brother pissed on the pledges from the basement stairs. Didn't suprise me to hear that half the pledge class dropped the next day.

I guess nothing says brotherhood like pissing on your potential new members....assholes.]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2013-02-05T08:06:50+00:00</dc:date>
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