An all male college in South West Virginia where uniforms are required. Shaggy hair, rainbow sandals, Hampden-Sydney ribbon belt (with the school crest), and a pastel color collared shirt or polo (popping the collar is an added option to the uniform). Many men keep their rifles at school with them. The school is the society boys of the South East they have WASP heritage though they tend to also hold strong southern values. (Note the confederate flag found in most dorm rooms). The boys vary in intellectual abilities, but frequently have large bank accounts, high-class cars, and know which silverware to use. They stick their noses up in the air but not because they are snobs... and when you see the head go back and the sniffles begin you know they're prepared for a weekend of no sleep. The men frequent courses such as Wine Tasting. Hampden-Sydney is its own isolated world where alcohol consumption by minors is basically encouraged by police. The men spend Monday-Wednesday concentrating on their studies and Thursday-Sunday having sex and drinking.
Officer: Excuse me son, Is that beer in your left hand opened? And what is in the cup in your right hand?
Student: Well sir, the beer is un-opened, and the cup contains a brown liquid that looks quite similar to Coca-Cola... I assume that is what it is.
Officer: Well son, you are standing on the road, so why don't you step up five feet to the grass and I suggest you chug that beer and enjoy your coca-cola looking beverage.
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Hampden-Sydney is a place of incredible oppurtunity sheltered in an Old South community surrounded by old money, bourbon drinking, hunting boys. Comprised of over 1000 men and 1000 acres, HSC is a college comprised of all men who are nothing short of badass. Sure some might not be able to get into W&L but guys at W&L could'nt get into Princeton. The badass graduates at HSC go onto perform in local, state, and federal service in both the private and public sector. HSC men are not only gentlemen but also hard working academics that take what they study and work at very seriously. The brotherhood at HSC is almost magical in strength that it exudes.
Dude that did Definition 2: Does that dude go to HSC?
Dude that did Definition 3: I dunno, is he a badass?
Dude that did Definition 4: Yeah, looks like it, he's with a hott ass chick.
Dude that did Definiton 6: Sure is, how does someone acheive so much?
Dude that did Definition 7: Go to Hampden-Sydney.
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Hampden-Sydney is an all-male college in central Virginia that sustains its anachronistic community on the premise that all HS-C men are Southern gentlemen. Generally, the Hampden Sydney man is rich, white, Southern, conservative, and preppy. He is given vast freedom to live as he wants at the college based on a unique concept: personal honor. "A Hampden-Sydney Man shall not lie, cheat, or steal, nor tolerate those who do." He tries his best to live by that mantra. It is a fact that Hampden-Sydney is a world unto itself, where public partying is a facet of campus life. The average HS-C man drinks gallons of beer per semester, uses tobacco in some form, loves to hunt, fish, listen to rock and roll (ie Widespread, 80's bands, Southern rock, jam bands), dresses well,(Polo, Lacoste, etc, with camo ball cap), has a hot girlfriend, and fully expects to live well. Note: the campus is an island of wealth in a sea of poverty; with that wealth comes great excess at times. It is true that because of the personal freedom (and wealth), frequently HS-C men get away with a lot of things that are plain illegal. But the true HS-C man is at heart a Southern boy, honest and friendly, chivilrous towards women, with a code of honor that words cannot define, a sense of brotherhood that spans decades, and hospitality as warm as Makers' Mark. He is what he is, and he likes it that way. Take him or leave him.
Macon Game Tailgate, 1975:
Joe: Hi, sir, I'm a freshman.
Alumni: Really? Nice to meet you son, have a beer!
Macon Game Tailgate, 2005:
Freshman: This place is cool as hell!
Alumni Joe: Yes it is son. Have a beer!
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A place for men who like to have a good time while still concentrating on their studies. All "Hamsters" (a deurogatory term used by those who are jealous of our upstanding status as men and not boys) indulge on the weekends, and work hard during the week. If students don't do this, they are unable to stay in; and to be honest, Hampden-sydney men don't want them there.For those people who ostrasize H-SC for being rich, for the most part, it's true. But why be critical of being born into something. Ignorance is something that H-SC strives to cure. If people are offended by our staus and our confederate flags, it probably means that they are just to ignorant to get it in their heads that stereotyping people is just one more sign of the plague of ignorance that H-SC tries to cure. So if you dont like to have fun, hate getting ahead in life, strive to eliminate relationships based on pure assumptions, or feel the need to compensate for one's own shortcomings by degrading and being condescending to others, HS-C is not for you.
Hater 1:Hey those HS-C guys are lame, Let's go snort lysol and pass out. Hater 2:That sounds like fun.Hater 1: It can't be nearly as much fun as drinking beer and hanging out with our girlfriends, which is surely what those Hampden-Sydney guys are doing right now.
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Hampden Sydney is a place where tradition lives and girls wish. You have to be hot to get with an HSC, but you have to be cool to gain their respect. And no, dressing like a hooker doesn't make you cool. If you listen to cool music (not Dave Matthews Band), have a laid back attitude, and know how to just hang out rather than pretend you're something you're not, then you're in. Otherwise, get the hell out. I'm sick of the fake girls that come to this school--- we can see right through it, even if we do fuck you.
The football games at Hampden-Sydney are not a fashion show. Dress up, yes..but do it because of the tradition, not because of the competition.
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Hampden-Sydney is a place where guys with good taste, and old money go to college. These are your guys in the pink polos, the bowties, the Brooks Brothers and Vineyard Vines. Most if not all own at least one copy of the Preppy Handbook. They pop their collars, smoke only the finest of cigars,rock and not only buy and sell most men, but also drink them under the table. Sydney men have their pick of girls from the surrounding private women's colleges; R-MWC, HU and SBC in descending order of class.These are guys in transition of becoming Drs., CEOs, Lawyers and politicians. These are real men. These are Sydney men.
Miffy-Muffin, I have met someone..he's tall, clean-cut, and well-endowed in all the senses of the phrase. You'll never guess where he's from!
Muffin-Girl, that's a Sydney man, you can always tell.
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If you wanted to go to a Southern school, but Duke and U.Va weren't for you because they've enrolled too many "coloreds," and, besides, you had a 670 combined SAT and 1.9 GPA from a random Virginia day school, you're headed to Hampden-Sydney. There, you and a group of like-minded Abercrombie & Fitch-sporting retards can whittle away four years drinking, listening to Creedence, banging skanks from Sweetbriar, drinking, and pretending that the South won the War of Northern Aggression. You can also pretend that the fact that you're wearing a cowrie shell necklace under J. Crew flannels makes you rebellious, that the fact that you're wearing a "Fighting Cocks" baseball cap makes you witty, and that the fact that you attended HSC will make you a useful and productive member of society. If you don't ever want to face the fact that the world expands Westward of the mighty Mississippi and northward of the Mason Dixon line, HSC is a great place to start putting your head in the sand and your thumb up your ass.
Speaks for itself, don't it?
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