Dorm Daze 2 Page #3

where I'll be today from 6:00 to 7:00.

Thank you. Thank you, girls.

That is so sweet.

Rusty, is that why you're in this group...

so that you can try to score?

Rusty, is that what you're planning?

Well, now that you bring it up...

aren't any of you virgins as horny as I am?

I mean, I... I do.

I... I wanna do it.

I do, and I want it to be dirty.

And I mean, why shouldn't I?

Why shouldn't you when everyone else

on Earth is doing it?

I'm fallin' off the wagon here, girls.

I need some group support!

Let's have an orgy!

Rusty!

Uh...

look, this ship...

could hit an iceberg and sink tomorrow.

And then how would you feel...

knowing that you didn't live your life

to the fullest?

Now...

who wants to have sex with me?

All right, I've heard enough.

Let's put it to a vote.

All in favor of ejecting Rusty,

raise your hand.

- Yeah!

- Yeah!

Ejaculate him!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

You cockblocking fascist.

This will not stand. Motion to strike...

- Wai... whoa!

- Raah!

This is a photograph I took

a mere nine months ago...

during my appraisal

of the famous Pharaoh's Heart...

the legendary jewel of Araby...

one of the largest

and most beautiful diamonds in the world.

Actually, this is

the last photograph taken of the jewel...

before it was stolen.

Now, I imagine the thief to be feeling...

pretty happy right now with his grab...

because I estimate that this jewel

is worth in excess of...

what should we say, Mr. Hanson?

Uh, uh...

twenty million?

I wonder, however,

if the thief is also aware...

that the diamond carries with it a curse.

I understand you were initially a suspect...

in the disappearance

of the Pharaoh's Heart.

Yes. Well, of course it's only natural...

that Interpol would follow any logical lead.

However, I don't imagine

I'd still be teaching here...

if I were an international jewel thief.

Did you need something, Dean Dryer?

Oh, no, no. Just passing by.

I like to keep an eye on things.

Well, since the diamond's rediscovery

eighty-six years ago...

it has been stolen

on no less than fourteen occasions...

and on every occasion, the thief

has turned up very dead soon thereafter.

Do you think the curse is real,

Professor Cavendish?

My dear students...

I have seen many wondrous,

strange things in my travels...

but a curse?

Black magic?

Well, at any rate, if there is a curse...

then the current thief should be

turning up dead soon enough.

Uhh.

Ah, tonight I'll be saying good-bye to you...

my beautiful Pharaoh's Heart.

But I'll be saying hello to twenty million.

Wow. So you, like, wrote this thing?

- Mm-hmm.

- That's awesome.

You know, I'm... I'm totally, totally, like,

into plays and sh*t.

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