Cabin Fever Page #2
I'm gonna get you now.
Oh sh*t.
Oh f***.
I'm sorry, man.
What?
- Why did you shoot me?|- I thought you were something else.
I didn't- f***!
- Are you all right?|- I'm s-
sick.
- I need help.|- Oh man.
I'll get you|some help, all right?
I'll be right back.|I got a car.
Oh f***.
Oh please, help me.
- F***.|- I'm sick. I need water.
Just lay down.|Don't move, man.
- Water.|- I'll get you water.
Just stay-|don't come near me, okay?
Is that your-
- is that your cabin?|- No!
Just stay there!|Please, stay there.
Don't make me|f***ing shoot you, man.
Just stay the f*** back,|please!
F***!
F***!
F***!
What the f***, man?|Where were you?
You gonna burn the whole|f***ing place down?
What are you,|Smoky the Clown now?
Don't you mean,|Smoky the Bear?
Whatever.|This is horseshit, man.
- It's a fireplace.|- How old are you?
Can't you be responsible|for anything?
We can't leave you alone|for five minutes
without you destroying something!|What were you shooting at?
I heard a squirrel.|I was just looking for a squirrel.
- A squirrel?|- Yeah.
- F***ing idiot.|- Jeff: To stick up his ass.
Jeff:
Why don't you|tell us the story?What are you gonna roast|on that thing?
Come on, Paul,|tell them story.
No, I can't.|It's a traumatic experience.
- I don't want to talk about it.|- We like traumatic stories.
- Not about me, but...|- Trauma bonds people.
- You can tell us.|- It bonds those who go through it,
- not the people you tell it to.|- Tell the f***ing story!
All right!
So there's this bowling alley|when we were growing up.
You guys might remember it-|Lenny Meads Brighton Bowl?
It was in Brighton, right?
That's probably why it was|called Brighton Bowl.
We used to go there|for birthday parties
or with my dad|for the weekend.
This one time, I asked|my dad if we could go.
He's like, "No.|The bowling alley's closed."
This marshmallow's so burnt!
It turned out there had|been a break-in.
All the employees|were held at gunpoint.
After they had been|gagged and beaten,
they were tied to chairs.
The chairs...|they were set in a circle,
so that way everybody|was forced to watch
everybody else.
And then the robber,
this sick maniac,
he goes and finds one of those|little ball-peen hammers.
And then one by one...
he smashed the backs|of their heads open with the hammer.
Everyone had to watch|their friends die,
knowing that they'd|soon be next.
Ball-peen...
The guy doesn't stop there.
He breaks out the fire axe.
The alarm goes off...|he doesn't give a sh*t.
He hacked off|all of their limbs.
The cops found six|bloody torsos
tied to the bowling seats.
Blood everywhere...
Turns out the guy was|some disgruntled employee.
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