What a shame that a few bad apples have to spoil a good time for everyone by breaking the rules.
I SAID put a sock in it.
Relax, I’m in pre-law.
I thought you were pre-med!
Why are the cops messing with the dorms, anyway? For God’s sake – they’re looting the FOOD KING!
Only we can do that to our pledges.
Whatever…what’s the difference?
Coffee all over my monitor. You win.
I gave my love a cherry…
“Sophomore dies in kiln explosion?”
*Ramming Speed! *
It’s over, man. Wormer dropped the big one.
takes keyboard and smashes it
Sorry.
My advice to you, start drinking heavily.
Eric Stratton. Rush chairman. Damn glad to meet you.
That was Eric Stratton. Rush chairman. He was damn glad to meet you.
And let us not forget:
“Thank you God…”
Oh, boy… this is gonna be fun!
What the fuck happened to the Delta I used to know? Where’s the spirit? Where’s the GUTS? HUH? This could be the greatest night of our lives, but you’re going to let it be the worst. Oh, we’re afraid to go with you Bluto. We might get in trouble. WELL JUST KISS MY ASS FROM NOW ON! NOT ME! I’M NOT GONNA TAKE THIS! WORMER! HE’S A DEAD MAN! MARMALARD! DEAD! NEIDERMEYER! …DEAD!
Well, whut the hail’re we suh-POSED tah doo, ya mo-RON?
FOOD FIGHT!