Ugg: Yo, Ogg!
(silence)
Ugg: Ogg Dawg, where you at?
Korgette (relaxing behind a boulder with Ogg): Your roomie’s calling. You gonna answer?
Ogg: No way. He probably just wants to go hunting for some grub. I’m not hungry.
Ugg: OGGGG! Dude, let’s get wasted!
Ogg (muttering under his breath): Not again…
Ugg (finally locating Ogg and Korgette): Whoa, there you are! For a minute there I thought you were trying to hide from me or something! But of course, that would be lame, right!? Ooooh, you’re with your giiiiirlfriend! Should I leave you two alone? (winks)
Korgette: Yes, you should. Ogg is… uhh… sick. Yes, very sick. You should leave him alone and crawl back under your rock.
Ugg: But it’s boring under there! Hey Ogg, I know what’ll make you feel better — I met some guys in this frat cave, and they’ll distill booze for only, like, five rocks! I just won big in a poker game, so I’ll buy yours! You in?
Ogg: Uhh, no thanks Ugg. Like Korgette said, I’m very sick. *cough, cough* See? I coughed. That means I’m sick. According to Prof. Biobork, booze isn’t good for sick people. Remember?
Ugg: Oh. I must have slept through that lecture…
Korgette: Besides, Ugg, don’t you have a couple of disciplinary marks already? One more, and you might get kicked out of your cave.
Ugg: Relax, ya stupid goody-goody! My R.A.’s tight; he ain’t gonna write us up.
Korgette: Maybe not, but he will. (points)
Coach Kickinthepants: UUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!
Ugg (turning around): Oh, sh-!
Coach (yelling at 80mph): Ugg! Where the hell have you been!? Living under a rock?
Ugg: Well, actually…
Coach: Save it! We’re in the Dino Bowl tomorrow, for cryin’ out loud! You’ve missed three practices in row, you’re this close to being put on disciplinary and academic probation, and worst of all, your breath smells! I want 500 laps around the pond, STAT!
Ugg Yes, sir… (Ugg and Coach leave the scene)
Ogg (turning to Korgette): … So, you know where this secret frat cave is?
Korgette: No, but I’m about to find out!
Ogg: Me too. Thank goodness we’re not stuck with Ugg and his fish breath again! What are those little mints called? Knick-knacks or something?