It you have a beard like that you don't even have to talk to girls. They'll come to you.

Their third roommate is somehow wearing all the high heels.

Her shirt is actually made of beef jerky.

They have an "open that door--you better not be doing what I think you are in there" relationship.

I don't blame her. I blame her brain.

Once she reaches the top she has to defeat Miley Cyrus in a fist fight.

Unfortunately he's also color blind, so the joke's on him.