Ronnie was in trouble—big trouble. As a new member of Kappa Phi Omega, he should have known better than to get drunk again, rampage through the chapterhouse and knock over the fraternity’s guiding spirit, a semi-clothed, silver-painted statue of the god Priapus, causing Priapus to lose a hand. The amputation could have been much worse, Ronnie thought with a chuckle, but the drip-drip-drip of his stupid actions merited more than a chuckle. He was nearing the hour of his expulsion from the fraternity.


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