Look we've seen this kind of thing before

Welcome to my party, take a look around the room, make yourself a drink. Let me point everyone out.

There's Wong, insulting you with obscure musical references. Actually, they're not that insulting, since you don't get them.

There's Kevin, pretending to quit smoking and making jokes consisting of lists ending in your mom and/or drugs.

There's Steve, pretending to be a squirrel, hiding behind jackets hanging on the door, screaming "YOU CAN'T SEE ME!"

There's Clayton, drinking alcohol out of a hollowed out piece of fruit.

There's Collins, not doing or saying much of anything.

There's Beverley, playing Madden before asking if you want to go to LaFortune.

There's Gwen, cutting the head off a small child to see if the body will run around headless.

There's Katie Hunt, trying to get NDSP to do the Great Race.

There's Manjamin, emerging from a sewer to climb the dome and throw a flaming snowball from the statue of Mary at the top.

There's Ricky, making friends with all sorts of hot girls, and writing up contracts for planned breakfast "dates."

There's Katie Bev, crying in the corner after hearing the entirety of "Get Educated" by the Beat Burglars.

There's Dan, calling you a big idiot, then shoving you.

There's Timmy, making up all kinds of ridonkulous nicknames. By the way, your new nickname is Robby Deluxe.

There's Brother Jerome, defacing the elevator and hall, all the while planning the email he'll send out the next morning.