WHERE HAS B SIG BEEN

Beta Sigma Psi, please come back. Life on Third Street has been feeling empty without the constant aura of chaos, touse, and pure brotherhood you guys managed to ooze out at every moment. You didn’t just live on Third — you defined it. Every step past your house felt like stepping into an energy vortex of Natty Lights, relentless pong tournaments, and sexy yet sweet lovable goofs.
The streets are quieter now. Too quiet. Other houses try, but they just don’t hit the same. No one can match the sheer combination of charm, menace, and "are they okay?" energy that you guys perfected.
Third Street was for a reason — and you were the reason. Come back soon. The neighborhood needs you. I need you.