Frat boyz on hash-brownies? That's my worst nightmare, especially since I live in a college town.
I have to admit that I originally read that as "hash-browns" and it was making absolutely no sense. Why would shredded potatoes make the khaki and polo shirt attired, flip-flop (that's thongs for Marc) wearing guys go scampering? Sure, there are a couple of Huddle Houses in the area and they seem to do good business (wow -- 29,563,684 orders of hash browns served last year) but really? And I personally prefer to watch them run rather than scamper.
Dreamer