FAQ

A: Not at all. That sounds like paperwork. We try to avoid paperwork at all costs. The Fun Bunch is more of a vibe, a phenomenon, a loosely affiliated swirling cloud of mayhem and friendship that tends to show up around pitchers of beer and bass-heavy music.

You might already be in it. If you’ve ever laughed too loud, stayed out too late, or borrowed someone’s tank top because yours was soaked in Purple Passion — congrats, you’re probably in. There’s no membership, no fees, no voting, and no leadership structure. Basically, it’s the opposite of student government.

Define “work.” If your job is removing staples or selling insurance, you might want to put on headphones. If your job involves tequila, storytelling, or crowd control — you’ll feel right at home.

Sort of. We regularly plan to plan things. Sometimes they happen. Sometimes we just end up in a parking lot with a speaker and a case of Natty Light talking about the time Chester got kicked out of Y Beach for trying to DJ with a pizza box. Check back often or follow the sound of laughter and regret.

That’s… a complicated question. Chester is part tambourine, part legend, part cautionary tale. You’ll know him when you hear the faint jingling of rhythm and someone shout “NO CHESTER, NOT AGAIN.”

es, and we encourage it. That said, please don’t upload anything that would get us subpoenaed. If it involves nudity, fire, or anything from that week in Myrtle Beach, send it to our private archive folder labeled “Don’t Open Sober.”

We prefer the term “historical preservationists of good times.” And no one’s peaking — we’re just professionally coasting.

Imagine if summer camp, a tailgate, and a sociology experiment on questionable decision-making all merged in the foothills of South Carolina with a soundtrack by The Rolling Stones and some sketchy dorm-room speakers. That.