Crazy Bitches Page #2

I think doesn't

get us where we need to go.

Well excuse me, I'm not

the one who got us lost.

I'm sorry, but it

is terribly drawn!

This is classic, they'll find us

slaughtered here tomorrow

by a maniac with an axe.

Oh sh*t!

What in the hell,

dudes, you trying

to scare the pants off me!

Not that I'd complain.

How fortuitous!

How did you know we were here?

Oh, well you see,

it's got nothing

to do with for-tuition.

You see, you girls headed off

east, and the cabin is west

and it didn't take a rocket

inventor to figure that out.

But follow me, I'll take

you all the way, baby.

Okay.

Okay, Middle Forest,

here we come.

What do you mean

you weren't invited?

Dorri completely left

me off the invite list.

I had a momentary

flash of Junior High

when Alice and her friends

would ditch me at the mall.

Okay, I am good, let's do this.

Right, action.

Hello mystery hunters,

and welcome to the

latest installment of

"The 72 Hour True Crime,"

this time the crime has

an outer worldly theme.

The sun is going down as

I prepare for my first

night in the infamous

Vanity Killer Murder House.

I gotta admit guys,

I'm a little nervous.

Hey guys, you made it!

A to the K to the Pi, Wooo!

Dorri, I got your stuff,

go ahead and get in.

Cassie!

And get suckered into

picking up the grocery bill?

Who'd you stick

it with this time?

Taylor.

I tried to stick

it with Princess,

but her card was declined.

Apparently being

a rocket inventor

sounds fancy, but doesn't pay.

I told you I had to cancel it

because of fraud on the card.

Just kidding,

you're so sensitive.

Honey, there's ice

tea in the back hatch,

would you be a dear

and get that for me?

Darlin', I'll do anything

you want in your back hatch.

Is the cancer back?

Minnie, stop

intuiting me, I'm fine.

Is that why you

didn't want me to come?

You didn't want me to

know the cancer was back?

Alice told me you were

working at the farm sanctuary,

so I just figured

you couldn't make it.

But I'm glad you could.

Oh, can you put

that in the kitchen?

Don't have to ask me twice.

I got it.

Wanna share?

In your dreams.

The only other option

is the bunkhouse, Taylor.

The what?

There's a bunkhouse.

I talked BJ into staying in the

teepee with me, so that's taken.

Geez, I'm like this

close to just bagging

all of you and just

checking into the spa.

I'll share.

- Hey.

- Hey.

Coming through.

You're like a tall drink

of water with a great ass.

Anyone ever tell

you that recently?

Really, you're actually trying?

Hey Princess, get this cake,

let's get the party started.

Okay!

Oh, hello!

Right, we have to

stop meeting like...

Pretty hair.

Thank you.

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