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And what's the worst thing that
can happen? You get bit in the ass!
Well, let me tell you, my
ass looks like hamburger meat...
...but I can still sit down!
I can't believe
this is a class.
Yeah.
Look what I did.
Ugh. What are those?
I call 'em GlenWads.
They contain every delicious flavor
in every single bite. Try one.
I'm not gonna lie to you.
They look disgusting.
This sh*t will get you high
on flavor alone.
Glen, I love
your Wads. Hmm.
Glen.
This is like the most... Literally the
most incredible thing I've ever eaten.
Heads up, bro.
Whoa.
And it's so easy to swallow. Mmm. Wow, Glen.
Uh, excuse me. Thanks, buddy.
Sure.
Hey, how's it going?
Hey.
Can I help you with something?
Aren't you that guy?
No, I don't think so.
You're not?
I'm not what?
I saw you at rush.
What are you doing here?
I'm eating a Wad, man.
What are you doing here?
Wait... wait, let me guess.
You want me
to sign your petition...
...banning minorities
from your yacht club. No?
I am the chairman,
actually...
...of the Student Community Outreach
Committee at Harmon College.
Ah! That was my next guess.
My next guess.
That sounds very important.
As a matter of fact, it is!
That's why I said it.
And Harmon wants
to buy this property...
...so do you know where I
could find the lease holder?
I do.
Well, could you tell me?
Oh, yeah, I could.
I could, Gunther.
Okay, well,
are you going to tell me?
No. I'm not gonna tell you.
I will tell you this.
The lease holder's not interested
in relocating at any point.
So thanks for asking,
and have a good day.
And enjoy the game show
that you host. Bye-bye.
Oh, look out.
Open it.
Have a good day.
Hey! What the hell
is this place?
Technology. The best college ever.
Is this a test?
Hey, Sperminator.
South Harmon?
Knock, knock.
Oh, hey, Gwynn.
Hey. Hey, what are you doing
up here all by your lonesome?
You know, you're
missing the whole party.
Hey, have you ever heard of the
South Harmon Institute of Technology?
No. How come?
No reason.
Hey, pledge.
Hello, knights of freedom.
Sperman, do you know
why you're dressed like this?
Because it's required
for brotherhood.
Drink this.
Okay.
No, wait.
There you go.
Good addition, sir.
Hey, Hoyt.
Hey, what are you doin'?
Oh-oh. Hoyt.
Monica. Hold on. Sh*t!
Harmon Gateway, my ass.
Let me tell you something.
That's the kind of group-think mob
mentality that's dumbing down America...
...and flushing your brains
down the toilet.
B! We have a problem.
Virgin daiquiri.
And easy on the lime there,
Eraserhead.
Comin' right up.
Lizzie.
What are you doing here?
You mean I can't swing by and
visit my big brother at college?
You are in college,
aren't you?
What is that
supposed to mean?
Come on, Bartleby.
The jig's up.
I'm telling Mom and Dad.
Uh, listen,
w- w-what do you want?
$20,000.
What? No way!
That's insane. Come on.
I'm not gonna
play your little game.
I'm not gonna
give you a cent.
How do you like that? How
do you like them apples, huh?
Fortunately, Mom and Dad
are on speed dial.
Oh. I'll ask them to pick me up here.
Okay, you're gonna call
Mom and Dad, sure. Ringing.
You are bluffing
with the best.
You're very good, though.
I gotta give it to you.
Hi, Mom.
Okay, stop it.
Anything you want,
not money-related.
Your Razor scooter.
Done.
And a fake ID.
No! That's ridiculous.
I'm not gonna let you drink.
It's so I can vote, dumbass.
Oh. Okay, deal.
You need a Razor scooter
to vote?
What do you mean,
they're a college?
They're called the South
Harmon Institute of Technology.
The South Harmon
Institute of Technology?
What is this,
some kind of joke?
No, I don't think it is, sir.
Mr. Ambrose,
that is the one building...
...standing between me
and the Van Horne Gateway.
Well, I don't know
what to tell you, sir.
Tell me that
you're not that naive.
Colleges don't just spring up
out of the ground overnight.
You're right.
You're right, sir.
I know I'm right!
All right, don't worry. I'll... I'll
figure a way to get them out of there.
What an excellent idea,
Mr. Ambrose.
That's the kind of thinking that
will get you into law school.
Coming through!
Ow!
Hey, what are you
doing here?
I just came to thank you
so much for my camera, B.
It was so sweet, thank you.
Come on. Please, I figured, who
needs a life's savings, right?
Actually, I had a really
hard time finding this place.
You... You guys aren't listed
in the phone book...
to know about you guys.
Yeah, yeah, we're... we're
a pretty well-kept secret.
Well, let me... Let me show
you the rest of the place.
Sure. Really?
Yeah, of course.
Okay.
Great.
Great.
Let's, let's go.
All right.
Two lava flows.
Thank you.
And keep your voice down.
People are playing.
Okay. Thanks, buddy. Mmm.
Oh, okay. Thank you.
He makes a mean drink.
Yeah. It's great.
All right. Hello.
How do you like your drink?
Yeah, it's really good, Glen.
Thanks.
Does she like hers?
Uh, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, she...
Yeah, it's great.
Thank you.
Okay, great, thanks.
Okay, pal. Okay.
Ah, Glen.
Wait. So this is
your course guide?
Yeah, this is
a new pilot program.
See, the administration wanted
us to create our own classes...
...so we just, uh,
write 'em on the board.
Really?
Yeah.
Wow, that's so cool, B.
Hey, why don't you sign up for one? No, no.
Come on. Sign up for one.
No. No, Bartleby, no.
It... It's painless. I insist.
Oh, really?
Even if you don't sign up for
one you'll go on a fun ride.
Okay.
Just stop me when you see
something that you like.
Okay. Oh, I like this one.
"Men:
The Weaker Sex. "Give me a pen.
Oh.
class called "Bullshitting 236."
What about "The Decline
and Fall of Chevy Chase"?
There's a wait list
for that one.
What?
Are... Are you okay?
What?
What the hell happened?
An explosion of flavor!
I'm working with some
very unstable herbs!
Wait, wait, wait.
So you're telling me...
...that there are no tests,
or essays...
...or required reading,
or any of that nonsense?
That's what I'm sayin'. Wow. Ever?
Yeah. Never ever.
Ask me about my wiener!
That's amazing.
Yeah, it's pretty cool.
Oh, no.
Ask me about my wiener!
What the...
Ask me about my wiener!
Schrader?
Oh, hey, B. Hi.
And Monica.
Hey. Why... Why are you wearing this?
fraternity has worn this suit.
this suit like a gentleman.
Oh, yeah,
and look what happened to him.
He got assassinated
by Charles Guiteau.
Don't ask me
how I know that.
Do me a favor, ask me about
Schrader, no.
watching me right now.
Just ask me
about my wiener, please.
Why are you doing this? What do you mean?
Come on. You're...
This...
You're humiliating
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