For a betch, college is basically Christmas every day. There’s a never-ending supply of booze, parties, and bros to only fuck sometimes. But once a betch graduates she may decide to give the whole “being an adult” thing a try and dip her pinky toe into the dating pool. Slightly-corny-yet-equally-ingenious metaphors aside, a post-college betch dates a combo (or all) of the same bro. Not like literally the same bro because the real world is bigger than your pledge class, TG, but the same type of bro.