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I must admit that when I was a freshman I was a groupie to one fraternity for the first semester and then a groupie for a different house the second semester. A bunch of my friends and I went to their dated party. After freshman year, I grew out of that.
I wouldn't call this guy a groupie-- he's one of my sister's best friends. He'd always be at the house for meals and so a lot of sisters got to know him... he's been to a few of our dated parties and formals. We'd call him one of our sisters for fun... so when I'd see him at the bars, I'd call him one of my sisters... he took it all in stride.
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