Third 'Borat' Frat Boy Not Nearly As Litigious As His Drinking Buddies
[Once again, we must warn you of the possibility that this post may contain spoilers. Please, no angry e-mails about how we've ruined your life by discussing a film you haven't yet seen.] While two of Borat's troika of drunken, racist sentiment-spewing fraternity brothers have reacted to their newfound movie stardom by suing the production for filling them to the eyeballs with booze, locking them in an RV with a suspiciously friendly Kazakh reporter, and assuring them that any uncharitable remarks regarding minorities they might make during the shoot would only be seen on a public access broadcast whose only viewers are a flock of goats somewhere in Central Asia, the third beer-bonger was significantly less scandalized by the experience. In an ABC News Radio interview, the U of South Carolina student shrugs off the whole controversy:
"I got a call from one of my buddies asking me if I wanted to get paid $200 to get drunk, and I said, 'Yeah, that sounds like a good idea.' So I went down and I went though an interview process and I was one of the lucky, I guess — or the unlucky — that I got chosen," he said.
"He brought us to a bar, and he told us. ... 'Yeah guys, I hope you have really good stories. ... Don't let me down, just typical frat-guy talk,'" Corcoran said. "He kind of challenged us to shock him."
Unlike the plaintiffs in the lawsuit, however, Corcoran was not upset with the results.
"I don't normally like getting lied to, but am I pissed off? No, not really," he said. "It is what it is. I had a fun time."
See? No big deal, no reason to freak out like his buddies and go out and hire a lawyer. He probably figures that the whole thing about bringing back slavery will blow over pretty fast, and in the meantime, he's gonna get crazy laid by some mad bitches at the next Chi Psi/Tri-Delt mixer (even if his fraternity has officially issued a "not cool, bro" statement) who line up to hear his slightly embellished story about how Borat paid him two hundred bucks to do tequila shots out of his asscrack, a drinking game he referred to as "Throwing the Jew Down the Well."
