Whoa. Trick or treat. What's going on? This vaginal discharge won't let us partake in the party. Graphic. I'm sure we can accommodate a few more, yeah? No can do. We're at maximum capacity.
National Lampoon's Van Wilder
15.2s
- Let's get you some skates. - I'm not here to skate. For some reason, my editor thinks you're a story. What do you think? As a story, I think... you're a little soft. Wow, all this time I thought I was more to you than just some flaccid story.
National Lampoon's Van Wilder
2.4s
Threatened? Please.
National Lampoon's Van Wilder
2.6s
- Why? - I like it here.
National Lampoon's Van Wilder
5s
That ointment really worked. Thanks. Lookin' good there, buddy.
National Lampoon's Van Wilder
8.7s
Where the hell is everyone? Mad props for this pimpin' good time... go out to those hung and handsome bad boys... of Lambda Omega Omega.
National Lampoon's Van Wilder
26.8s
- What are you doing here? - You two know each other? That's my girlfriend, gluteous erecti. - You must be premed Dick. - Yeah, that's right. - What's it to you? - Thanks for the story. What story? Brilliant, Pearson. I have been inundated with people telling me... how much they enjoy reading about this guy. They want more, and so do I. I want you to do a follow-up. I did your story, Elliot. I'm not doing another one. Even if I tell you it's gonna be on the front page of the graduation issue... in two months?
National Lampoon's Van Wilder
15.8s
And I quote, "Van Wilder is a party pimp." Sick Boy. Can you believe she wrote that? Van Wilder's phone. I do not foresee that to be a problem. And that guy she's with-- all kinds of wrong for her. - Sick Boy, how are you doing? - Van, the shingles are all gone.
National Lampoon's Van Wilder
6.6s
After this weekend, we should have sufficient funds... to cover your next two payments. I mean, this girl is dynamite.
National Lampoon's Van Wilder
2.8s
I've just transferred here from Banglapur.
National Lampoon's Van Wilder
5.6s
He used to write for the school paper. He kept babbling about the differences between light and dark beer.
National Lampoon's Van Wilder
37.5s
So how long have you and premed Richard been together? - Since my freshman year. - I bet he's a tighty whitey guy. - Excuse me? - White, elastic band, constrictive. You can tell a lot about a person by the kind of drawers they wear. Like you. Granny panties, I bet. Does that allude to me being the plain, boring type? I just wanted a visual. I think it takes a lot more than the kind of underwear one wears... to define them as a person. Like what? Like their actions. For instance, most people... want to get out of school so they can make money. You're trying to make money to stay in school.
National Lampoon's Van Wilder
10.5s
I'd like you to meet Sherri and Terri. Two girls utterly infatuated... with men who have larger than normal... medulla oblongatas.
National Lampoon's Van Wilder
37.3s
The strawberry! Eat the strawberry! It's worth 250! - Don't you think I know that? - You treat me like a child. I don't like the way you condescend me. - Don't do that! - Frankly, you're juvenile. Guys. I know Ms. Pac Man's special. She's fun. She's cute. She swallows. But we gotta talk, guys. Huddle up. Come on. Team meeting here. Cowboy. All right. I look at you guys, and you know what I see? A collective GPA of 52,000? Yeah! No! I see a bunch of party animals... crouched in attack position, ready to strike. Am I right?
National Lampoon's Van Wilder
6.8s
Hey, babe. - Why aren't you in costume? - I can't stay. I have to work tonight. You're gonna miss the biggest party of the year.
National Lampoon's Van Wilder
6.2s
I put in a good word for you. Hey, Tajy. Let's boogie.
National Lampoon's Van Wilder
30.6s
Very strange, but good advice. You think about the future too much, you kinda forget about the present... obviously. And I am really enjoying the present right now... sharing a penalty box and a tri-latte with Gwen Pearson... who believes censorship reflects society's lack of confidence in itself. You actually read that article? Okay, look, I read the damn article, but don't tell anyone... because if word gets out that I read, my reputation-- shot to hell.