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Saturday, September 19, 2009

It's All Semantics

Flounder: 'I can't believe I threw up in front of Dean Wormer.'
Boon: 'Face it, Kent. You threw up on Dean Wormer.'

Overheard Around The House

'The time has come for someone to put his foot down. And that foot is me.' ~ Dean Wormer
'Fat, drunk and stupid is no way to go through life, son.' ~ Dean Wormer
'May I have ten thousand marbles, please?' ~ Flounder
'Christ. Seven years of college down the drain. Might as well join the fucking Peace Corps.' ~ Bluto
'They confiscated everything, even the stuff we didn't steal!' ~ Hoover
'TOGA! TOGA!' ~ Bluto
'We have an old saying in Delta House: don't get mad, get even.' ~ D-Day
'You're all worthless and weak! Now drop and give me twenty!' ~ Neidermeyer
'Thank you, sir! May I have another?' ~ Chip
'Put Neidermeyer on it. He's a sneaky little shit just like you.' ~ Dean Wormer
'You can take your thumb out of my ass any time now, Carmine.' ~ Marion Wormer
'And most recently of all, a "Roman Toga Party" was held from which we have received more than two dozen reports of individual acts of perversion SO profound and disgusting that decorum prohibits listing them here.' ~ Neidermeyer
'Otis, my man!' ~ Boon
'Greg, honey, is it supposed to be this soft?' ~ Babs
'Grab a brew. Don't cost nothin'.' ~ Bluto
'Dad! Mom, Dad, this is Larry Kroger. The boy who molested me last month. We have to get married.' ~ Clorette De Pasto
'Ramming speed!' ~ D-Day
'I hate those guys.' ~ Dean Wormer
'Food fight!' ~ Dean Wormer
'Do you mind if we dance with your dates?' ~ Dude At Club

Apocolypse Faber

D-Day: 'War's over, man. Wormer dropped the big one.'
Bluto: 'Over? Did you say "over"? Nothing is over until we decide it is! Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? Hell no!'
Otter: 'Germans?'
Boon: 'Forget it, he's rolling.'
Bluto: 'And it ain't over now. 'Cause when the goin' gets tough...the tough get goin'! Who's with me? Let's go!'
Bluto: '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 gonna let it be the worst. "Ooh, 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! Niedermeyer...'
Otter: 'Dead! Bluto's right. Psychotic, but absolutely right. We gotta take these bastards. Now we could do it with conventional weapons that could take years and cost millions of lives. No, I think we have to go all out. I think that this situation absolutely requires a really futile and stupid gesture be done on somebody's part.'
Bluto: 'We're just the guys to do it.'
D-Day: 'Let's do it.'
Bluto: 'Let’s do it!'

Patriot Games

Otter: 'Point of parliamentary procedure!'
Hoover: 'Don't screw around, they're serious this time!'
Otter: 'Take it easy, I'm pre-law.'
Boon: 'I thought you were pre-med.'
Otter: 'What's the difference?'
Otter: 'Ladies and gentlemen, I'll be brief. The issue here is not whether we broke a few rules, or took a few liberties with our female party guests - we did.'
Otter: 'But you can't hold a whole fraternity responsible for the behavior of a few, sick twisted individuals. For if you do, then shouldn't we blame the whole fraternity system? And if the whole fraternity system is guilty, then isn't this an indictment of our educational institutions in general? I put it to you, Greg - isn't this an indictment of our entire American society? Well, you can do whatever you want to us, but we're not going to sit here and listen to you badmouth the United States of America. Gentlemen!'