The Carolina Way. Coined by Dean Smith, it is the embodiment of excellence, integrity, and heart. Not so easily defined is The Carolina Way, but it is understood by any and all who have attended this university.
Quite different is the technique of a uncbetch's interpretation of The Carolina Way. There's nothing a true uncbetch loves more than showing her Carolina pride. But what sets us apart from our fellow Tar Heels is how high the alcohol content is in our blood that will forever bleed Carolina Blue.
What is
The UncBetch Carolina Way? It's knowing that the Granville East elevator will always smell of urine and Natty Light. It's waking up on a Friday morning and having to Google map your location to get a ride home. It's trying to convince yourself not to go to Time Out, though it's a 4 minute stumble down from Bob's.
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"I'm thirstier than a slutty freshman in the dean dome"
"ok let's drink piss from the old well"
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It's trying to start your walk of shame from a frat house but not being able to find the front door. It's wearing your sunglasses in the back of Carroll because the fluorescent lights make your hangover unbearable. It's losing your phone, keys, id, and dignity in the DKE basement. It's learning to keep friends in different houses so you can go to as many fried lunches as possible. It's getting sent to standards for drunk emailing the listserv. It's avoiding every older man or woman at bars for fear of the ALE. For betches at UNC-Chapel Hill, The Carolina Way is getting as fucked up as possible, as often as possible, and still knowing that no matter how ridiculous we are...... we're still better than any
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