Bordello of Blood Page #2

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- F*** that. Ten dollars.

Ten f***in' dollars.

You got it.

- Sixteen dollars if you don't.

- Sixteen dollars!

- That's 16.

- Can you beat it?

Can you beat it?

That's too rich,

brother.

- Looks like

we got ourselves a bet.

- Let's go.

Stick him, baby.

Let's go, man.

Son of a b*tch!

Sorry, dude. It slipped.

Look at it this way, pal.

At least they're paying

for the beers.

My kids are gonna

have holes in 'em.

I wish you boys would

stop playing that game.

It's disgusting.

Why don't you just go out

and get yourselves laid?

That's not a bad idea.

Louise, why don't you come over here

and give me a little piece

of what you got goin' on?

You're a little young

for me, honey.

Why don't you come back when you

grow some hair on your nuts,

and we'll talk about it.

Oh, my.

Why don't you come look at my nuts?

They're very nice.

Here's to getting laid, boys.

Sooner or later.

Here's to gettin' laid

sooner and later.

Boys, I know a place...

not too far from here...

where you can get the best

goddamn piece of ass...

in the whole

goddamn world.

They got girls

that'll do things...

there aren't even names for.

Why don't you get f***ed?

I'm talkin' about

gettin' f***ed so good...

you might be able

to crawl home

three days later.

Okay. Okay.

Sounds pretty intense.

All right, man?

325 Bowmont.

Ask for the Cunningham...

wake!

You crazy,

bug-eyed motherf***er!

You better walk away.

I'll kick your ass, man.

Can you believe this a**hole?

He's insane, man.

He's nuts.

Yo, Caleb.

Where you goin', man?

Where the f*** you think?

The Cunningham wake.

- What?

- You pussies comin' or what?

No. N-No!

What are you doin', man?

The guy's insane.

"McCutcheon Funeral Home"?

That's what the guy said.

You think there's a party

going on inside?

I don't know.

But if one member

of the Addams Family

opens the door, I'm outta here.

Come on, try again.

Hello.

Can I help you boys?

- Okay. We're outta here.

- I don't think so.

Here for the Cunningham wake,

are we?

Excuse me.

Nice place. You got

about 10,000 termites

holding hands here?

I hope you boys

are ready to have fun.

Just the thought

of all that naked flesh

waiting for you.

I'd join you myself,

but somebody has

to watch the door.

Been so busy tonight.

Yeah, looks like

a packed house to me.

Yeah.

Come on, boys.

Keep up, keep up.

This guy's pretty f***in' creepy.

Oh, my God.

It's a necrophiliac's

wet dream.

Come on, boys.

The girls are waiting.

Girls.

Girls.

Come on. Chop, chop.

In you go.

You want us to

get in the coffin?

Yes.

You're outta your mind,

old man.

Yeah.

We were gonna take you up,

but, uh, thanks,

we've changed our minds.

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