Droz: What's this? You're wearing the shirt of the band you're going to see? Don't be that guy.
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Droz: What's this? You're wearing the shirt of the band you're going to see? Don't be that guy.
Droz: These, Tom, are the Causeheads. They find a world-threatening issue and stick with it for about a week.
Droz: We need kegs. Multiple, cold and domestic.
Droz: Go to sleep! Why won't you just go to sleep!
President Garcia-Thompson: So this is the sewer where you persons breed your anti-community crimes.
President Garcia-Thompson: Well I think Bisexual Asian Studies should have its own building. The question is: who goes? The math department or the hockey team? I think the hockey team. Think about it.
Droz: All right right, whaddya need? Bottle rockets, dental dams, Redi Wips, term papers?
Droz: Hey monkeys, how about a little respect. The presiding person of the university just walked in.
Droz: You remember this guy? He skippered Hitler's catamaran during the war.
Droz: What's this? You're wearing the shirt of the band you're going to see? Don't be that guy.
Droz: These, Tom, are the Causeheads. They find a world-threatening issue and stick with it for about a week.
Droz: We need kegs. Multiple, cold and domestic.
Droz: Go to sleep! Why won't you just go to sleep!
President Garcia-Thompson: So this is the sewer where you persons breed your anti-community crimes.
President Garcia-Thompson: Well I think Bisexual Asian Studies should have its own building. The question is: who goes? The math department or the hockey team? I think the hockey team. Think about it.
Droz: Well, that's good thinking.
Droz: All right right, whaddya need? Bottle rockets, dental dams, Redi Wips, term papers?
Droz: You remember this guy? He skippered Hitler's catamaran during the war.
Droz: Gentlemen.
Droz: Hey monkeys, how about a little respect. The presiding person of the university just walked in.
Katy: Hey, Droz, how 'bout this: Tonight, at the Pit, "Everyone Gets Laid." Droz: It's tasteless, disgusting, and offensive. I love it.
President Garcia-Thompson: You passed out cigarettes for a smoke-a-thon on Earth Day. You installed speed bumps on the handicapped ramps and, most recently, you dumped 100 pounds of... MEAT on a peaceful vegan protest! Droz: Oh, come on! That was way more than 100 pounds.
Tom: What's he doin? Droz: He's finishing his senior thesis. Pigman is trying to prove the Caine-Hackman theory. No matter what time it is, 24 hours a day, you can find a Michael Caine or Gene Hackman movie playing on TV. Tom: That's his thesis? Droz: Yes! That's the beauty of college these days, Tommy! You can major in Game Boy if you know how to bullshit.
Droz: Ladies and gentlemen, I think it's time to revive an ancient tradition we seem to have long forgotten. Cecilia: They confiscated the altar, Droz. Droz: No, I'm not talking about human sacrifice, Ceel. I'm talking about something we used to do every Saturday night as a matter of principle. Here's a hint. Legions of hand-stamped meatheads... in coed naked lacrosse T-shirts... power-chugging watered-down Meisterchau... regurgitating on the glue-matted floors. Mullaney: Kiln-like temperatures, fights with townies... lines of drunken people waiting for the bathroom. Katy: Wait a second. You guys are talking about a party. Droz: Ding-ding-ding. Gutter, tell her what's she's won.
Bantam: America's greatest president. Rand: It's me, Rand. Open up. Bantam: America's greatest president. Rand: Damn it. "Who is Ronald Reagan?" Bantam: A casual shoe for yachting. Rand: What are you trying to figure out, B.D.? Who could I be? "What is a blucher?" Bantam: They killed Jesus Christ. Rand: "Who are the Jews?" Open up, sucko.
Droz: Want some advice? Tom: Well, yeah. Droz: Well, here's all you need to know. Classes: nothing before eleven. Beer: it's your best friend, you drink a lot. Women? You're a freshman, so it's pretty much out of the question. Will you have a car? Tom: Uh, no. Droz: Someone on your floor will. Find them and make friends with them on the first day.
Womynist #1: "Mr. Pokey"? What the hell is that? Womynist #2: I think he was referring to his, ahh, phallus. Womynist #1: You participated in a phallus-naming?
Droz: All right, what's your major? Phys. Ed. Major: Phys. Ed. Droz: Phys. Ed? All right, stud, you're out of my room. Seriously, get out.
Droz: Are we having a party tonight or what? Cecilia: Well, there's no publicity, so there's no people; Gutter never showed up, so there's no beer; instruments just blew out, so there's no band; and I think Raji and Deege may be dead. Droz: Wait a minute... no beer? Well, where the hell's Gutter? Katy: Probably in a parking lot somewhere picking his nose.
Pampers Woman: Excuse me, but can you blow me where the pampers is? Gutter: What? Pampers Woman: Can you blow me where the pampers is? Gutter: Pampers Woman: Can YOU show ME where the CAM-PUS is!
Katy: What about Naugahyde Windpipe? Cecilia: Too metal. Raji: Oedipus and the Mama's Boys. Cecilia: Too college radio. Deeje: My Johnson Is 12 Inches Long. Cecilia: Interesting, but It doesn't really sound like a band name.
Rand: Everyone, I have some good news. First of all... Rand: You're an idiot, don't you ever make me wait outside the door again!
Droz: Hi, is Sam in there? Womynist #1: "In there"? What the hell's that supposed to mean? Womynist #2: Yeah, cock-man-oppressor! Droz: Why, thank you. Could you just tell her that Mr. Pokey stopped by.
Droz: Frog And Toad Are Friends, that's with the guy from The Clash, right? Gutter: The... Droz: The Clash. I don't know if you're aware of this, Gutter, but there actually was music recorded before 1989.
Samantha: Hey not bad, The Naked Guy showed. Droz: All right, The Naked Guy! Excellent Butt! Now it's a party!
Droz: Okay. What's your major? Physics Major: Uh, Particle Physics? Droz: Yeah, that's a tough one. Droz: Ooh! Motion of Helium Atoms in an Excited State. Watch out. It's a *SCORCHER!* Droz: Next! Sanskrit Major: Uh... Sanskrit. Droz: Sanskrit. You're majoring in a 5000 year-old dead language? Sanskrit Major: Yeah. Droz: Latin, best I can do. Next! Phys. Ed. Major: Phys. Ed. Droz: Phys. Ed.? Ok. You're out of my room. Seriously, get out!
Afrocentrist: I'm a black man, there is no justice for me in America. I should be in front of the line. Gay Activist: Well I'm gay and subject to ridicule & discrimination wherever I go. Womynist #1: Women are oppressed throughout the world. Give it a rest!
President Garcia-Thompson: Stop this RIGHT NOW! President Garcia-Thompson: Moonbeam, what are you doing here? President Garcia-Thompson: All right, everyone. You've let these warped nihilists corrupt you long enough. Back to your dorms! George Clinton: Yeah, funk you very much, too. Let's get the hell outta here, y'all.
Droz: Thanks for tanking the party. That's was really nice, but, uh, I've got some bad news. Um, we actually raised enough money, so... Droz: we're keeping the house. President Garcia-Thompson: Recognize these, Mr. Andrews? They're complaint forms. And between today's activities and tonight's little exercise and offensiveness, I can assure you there are more than enough to kick you all off campus. President Garcia-Thompson: All right, boys. Let's close it down. President Garcia-Thompson: I've warned you your attitude was disrupting this campus. The students have spoken. You're out of here.
