So for Ben's sake, we're turning all the frat houses into orgy parlors. And when we're not screwing and tripping, we'll need a place to just hang. And I can't think of a better place for chillin' than our neighborhood Kinko's. Oh man, the times we'll have making copies with the gangbanger street thugs, downing 40 oz. We's be chillin', kickin' it with this dope TSR-8000.
Bitches be shakin' their ghetto asses against the glass, makin' copies.
I applaud you in all the decisions you've made regarding Penn's future and your spring wardrobe. And don't worry, once Penn becomes more hard-core, we'll make sure to keep you away from the pool tables.