I never really gave two shits about this story, but my uncle was in the same frat as him at K-State. Every year the guys get together for a weekend in the summer, get wasted, and go golfing in the flint hills. This year, I was golfing with my grandparents out there and we ran into my uncles group. I noticed fitz wasn't with them. I asked him what was up with that? He said: "We stopped inviting him. He's weird, man! We always feel awkward with him talking to all the young girls out in the ville". I found that humorous.