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To: Danny Gross
Room 308A
Box 81744
University of South Carolina
Columbia, S.C. 29208

Matt Varnum
Apt. #337
541 Vine St.
Chattanooga, TN 37403
Aug. '75
Dear Danny,
Well I've finally hit the college scene. What do I think about it? Ehh... Let's start out by telling you about football. I am 6th string and all the starters are juniors who have been playing since their freshman year. I weigh 185 and I have to tackle guys 225 and over. This doesn't bother me at all because I love to see these bright stars circling around all the time. If I didn't get headaches it would be just like tripping. I have a firm belief that neither my helmet or shoulder pads are working. I know how hard I was hit by counting the number of shock waves that pass through these two structures. As you can tell, I am getting my ass kicked, but what the hell. Where else could you have so much fun???

Next comes the chick situation. There are an incredible amount of good looking chicks but they all commute. Boo! I see 'em in class and turn on the ol' charm and they're off campus by 2 o'clock. Shit! I haven't given up though, nothing will stop my search for snatch.

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Don't get me wrong. I've met a few, but they are all prudes. I had this one chick in my apartment looking over my book collection, and she almost gave me the Julie Tierney. You know, "Nice girls don't do that." I kicked her out, pronto! I will not stop until I achieve total twat! The next one I am going to tie to the bed and blow shotguns of Lumbian in her face. If that doesn't do it, I'll become a eunuch.

I still have those two huge buds of Lumbo that you gave me. I'll save those for my first college lay. My apartment is pretty nice but I have to fix it up some. Rush parties start tomorrow!! Yeah, will I party!!

I went to a Sigma Chi beer party and almost got into a fight. This one guy bumped into me three times during the night. Once, all right. It was an accident. Twice, c'mon buddy watch where you're going. Third time: OK shithead, I'm gonna kick you in the nuts! The only thing that stopped me was two or three 6'4", 280 lb. linemen from the football team. They convinced

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me that it wasn't worth getting arrested for. So that is how that party went. The one tomorow should be pretty good.

The next area of interest is studying. I'm taking Sociology, Psychology, English 101, Gym, and a Criminal Justice course. 17 hours plus football? No way. I have work up to my eyeballs. Three tests next week alone. So far all I have been doing is eating, sleeping, playing football and studying. Man I wanna have a couple of good times. If my grades drop, so will football, not to my displeasure. Oh, another thing. No way am I going to be able to make the traveling squad for Vandy. They only take 35 guys out of 105 on away games. What it all boils down to is I'm not going anywhere. I even doubt I will suit up for home games. We also have curfew every Thursday and Friday at 11 o'clock. Man this shit's gotta go. The only thing that keps me from quitting is if I did it now, I wouldn't have a damn thing to show for 2 ½ weeks of busting ass.

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So help me God I'm gonna vaporize one of those scholarship mother-fuckers if it's the last thing I do. He'll wake up in another DIMENSION.

Tell me about registration and courses in South Carolina for the winter session. Seeing that I was accepted there, who knows? Send a pamphlet on the possible courses and an application and all the other bullshit. It's easy for you to get it because you're there. Man do me this favor because there is no way I'm spending 4 years here. The classes that I'm taking are great. I have very fine proffs but I can't take the rest of this bullshit. Danny - boy if you don't write back within a week I might just come over there and seek and destroy! Ha-ha you know me. Plans for next year. I might just buy a Kawasaki 9 and boogey around this here good ol' U.S.A. Well that's all I have to say. It's not bad but it could be a whole better. Write back soon. My address is:
Apt #337
541 Vine St.
Chattanooga, Tenn 37403

Good ol' Varmit

Read another Crew letter from Tier '74, Feather '74, Van Trip group '75 or Tier '76.
Or read some clippings from around Morristown.