When he graduates in June, Kash will miss the four years of ridiculousness he had with Pi Sigma beyond words. As a fobby groom in the present, fobby groom in the past (yeah), incompetent matchmaking angel, bumbling servant, and hardass Emeritus, Kash has pried deep into himself only to discover he’s some horrifying combination of those. He’s recovered though thanks to his first Ice (not mango juice), terrific alumfriends (yeah, one word), some of his strongest friendships on campus, and a damn awesome, creative, witty, fun-loving, group of idiots. Glad to leave it in good hands.