Well, this thread took a turn for the hilarious. I love how you can see the bro rage slowly building up in Mr Brewski because he feels the undying need to defend his fratness. "n...nuh uh! It's usually THREE against one, not four. Stupid geeders! Frats are so chill, bro."
In a somewhat related story... I once had 6 frat guys try to beat my ass at the MSU Sigma Chi house after I climbed in a window to retrieve an errant frisbee toss. Oh, did I mention this was in the middle of the afternoon and I was pretty clearly not doing anything wrong? So bro, bro. It's ok though, I retaliated by going back that night on the way home from the bar, sneaking in the same window, and stealing a bunch of their Greek Week trophies from their trophy case AND a giant pan of spaghetti. It was a glorious and triumphant victory. I went back the next night and stole some pie too hahaha. Ah, memories.