
CLASSIC MOOSE!
Jack: Alright you guys, listen up.
Gasinator: Pfffbbbbb! Ugh. Who beefed?
Jack: Not now, Gasinator, this is important. As you guys know, these are difficult times. Party attendance has declined steadily since the release of the Wii, and the current economic climate isn't helping. Our last Golf Pros and Tennis Hos party only brought in $23, and Moose accidentally bought a giant sandwich with it.
Squiggy: CLASSIC MOOSE!
Jack: The bottom line is that we no longer have the money to continue as a fraternity, which is why we're merging with Lambda Nu.
Burly: Lambda Nu? We hate those assholes.
Gasinator: Pfffbbbbb! Oh man. Someone just ripped ass.
Markowitz: Chill out, Burly. Those are our brothers you're talking about. We're all one big frat now. The biggest frat on campus, right? This could be great.
Jack: Not exactly. We're going to have to let a lot of you go.
The Omega Chi's shift uncomfortably.
Jack: Old Mike, you've been with Omega Chi for nine years, deftly avoiding graduation time and time again.
Old Mike smiles proudly.
Jack: But the Lambda Nu's have a guy that's been here for 13 years. I'm sorry. You're being replaced by Old Steve.
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