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Hot-- that's not the point.
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Look, there no longer is a point, okay?
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'Cause there's no money in there, so we'll see you.
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You guys are really leaving?
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Oh, hell yes.
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I am in my boxers for a fistful of ones.
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You might as well start calling me cinnamon.
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Well, it looks like we're not gonna be a fraternity anymore.
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What are you talking about?
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We haven't met our minimum number of pledges.
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We stopped looking after you guys walked in
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and pledge week ends tonight.