Steve sits down and says, "I don't know any of this [bleep]" as he picks up a paper and starts reading it. Jarreau starts to remind him that their exam is coming up, and that Steve doesn't know any of this pertinent information, and that if Steve doesn't know it, then he won't be getting into the fraternity. Steve says, "Bitch, don't [bleeping] tell me [bleep]. I [bleeping] know this [bleep], more than your [bleeping] ass knows [bleep]." Yet, he just admitted at the beginning of the paragraph that he didn't know any of this [bleep]. His stocking cap is obviously cutting off the circulation to his brain. Jarreau takes offense at the bleeping coming from Steve's mouth and gets a little testy with him, matching him [bleep] for [bleep]. Meanwhile, Tim's telling Alex not to talk to him. Alex asks why. Tim says, "Don't [bleeping] talk to me." Alex asks why again. This goes back and forth for a while like Abbott and Costello on crack. Tim admits in a poignant interview that he has a hard time memorizing things, like what exactly he might have told Nicole in the past that keeps her coming around like a poodle in heat. In a painful admission, he announces that he's not a test-taker, and suffers from text anxiety. Maybe a career in the wonderful world of ditch-digging would have been more appropriate for Timmy. Jarreau and Alex share several [bleeping] comments about Tim and Steve and their reluctance to learn anything about the fraternity in order to pass the upcoming exam. Seriously, Steve's on heroin. I'm not sure about Tim, but Steve's got that whole "nodding out in a dance club" look to him that only heroin users exhibit. I'd worry about the guy's health, but I'm more worried about the dog shit on the bottom of my shoe than I am about this guy. Finally, Mike the Puke decides to redeem himself, and tells the pledges that they can all go home to study for their exams. The pledges are ecstatic, and haul ass back to the pledge house to play some more PlayStation.
Episode Report CardUncle Bob: F | 480 USERS: C+
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