WILLIAM: Johnny, I'm concerned. What will the frats' new alcohol policies mean for ME, an average dork?
JOHNNY: I dunno, William, but I think I know who to call...
SOUND: SHAZAM!
WILLIAM AND JOHNNY: FRATMAN!
FRATMAN: Hullo, boys! Sorry I was so pokey; there was a sale at Abercrombie...
LABEL: White Hat of Justice!
