Wrong Turn At Tahoe Page #2

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he starts asking me all kinds of sh*t.

"Where does he Iive?

How many guys he got?" Okay?

But I didn't...

I didn't... I didn't tell him nothing.

I swear to God.

Look what he did to me.

Stop messing with this stuff.

This is cute.

See, now, I'm ignorant

on the whole abduction thing,

you know what I'm saying?

So, is it true that when they bring you up

in their spaceship, that they roll around

your f***ing prostate and your anal?

-They get in there?

-Yeah, that's part of the exam.

Why the f*** would they put it

in your ass? I don't understand.

There's things they want to find out

about us human beings, you know.

-Through your ass?

-Yeah. Body temperature, you know?

Parasites.

I know, I know.

But I'm gonna be there this time.

I will.

Okay. Okay.

You know what I think?

I think that all the aliens

must be f***ing gay

and they just want to shove it right

in your corn, you know what I mean?

They just want to come down here

and abuse humans

and f***ing give it to you

right in your ass. Is that true?

Do you refuse to believe 'cause

you believe this to be impossible?

Or maybe it's just impossible

for your Iimited wit to comprehend.

Excuse me.

You know, that's a good point.

You know, my Iimited wit might...

Might stop me from believing that aliens

don't f*** you in your f***ing ass!

-Now Iisten to me. Listen to me!

-Get off of me.

-Look at me, Iook at me!

-Joshua!

-Get off my...

-F***!

Put your f***ing arms down.

Put your f***ing arms down, now!

-Okay, okay. They're down.

-Okay, thank you.

-Thank you.

-Why didn't you go to Vincent directly?

-Why come to me?

-'Cause you know how he would get

if he saw what they did to me.

You're his main guy, right?

Do what you gotta do

to this Iying piece of sh*t.

Wait! Wait. Okay. Wait. Stop! Joshua!

-Hey, what the f***?

-Stop, stop. Okay, okay, okay, okay.

-Okay, see?

-Okay, okay.

Joshua, all I was trying to do

is make a few bucks

selling his stuff, and he starts

talking to me about all this sh*t!

Just don't tell Vincent, please.

He'II be so f***ing mad at me.

I am telling you the truth now.

I swear to God.

-You better be, you f***ing junkie.

-F***!

-Vincent.

-Come on in.

Sorry to wake you.

I thought it might be important.

Actually, I wasn't sleeping.

I was f***ing,

and if you think it's important

then it probably is.

Joshua, I want to thank you

for having the good sense and courtesy

to remove your shoes, so as not

to track in the filth of the outside world.

Take your shoes off, Mickey.

Sh*t, I'm sorry.

The good news is,

I didn't track anything in.

Can you detect things that exist

on a microscopic Ievel?

In the future,

when you come to my home,

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