All you feminists need to shut your mouths. Why waste energy bitching about everything when you cunts could be in the kitchen, making me a damn sandwich instead?

( Private. )

Anyone know where I can get a padlock?

WHAT THE FUCK

IS HE

DOING HERE?

Hyuuga. You're going to fight me.

One of my roommates is finally here. Shit, it took 'em long enough. I guess this means I better move my stuff, though, which is a major pain in the ass.

( Private to Gin. )

G-R-I-M-M-J-A-W J-A-G-G-E-R-J-A-C-K

Since some of you seem to find it real fuckin' difficult to get my name right.

Shit. My face hurts.

So when the hell are classes supposed to start?

...And fuck, I almost forgot. If any of you little shit underclassmen wanna make some money and actually know how to keep your damn mouths shut, I got a job for ya.

So is this mentor shit something we can get out of, or is it something we need to do?

Someone needs to fight me.

Where the fuck are my roommates? I got here and none of 'em are around, so I don't have a damn clue who I'm rooming with. Well, whatever. They'd just better not be complete shitheads like last year or I'll be cleaning bloodstains out of the carpet again. I fucking hate cleaning.

( My schedule. )