A Good Old Fashioned Orgy Page #4

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Hi.

No, thank you.

Lame.

Oh, I shouldn't.

Mm-hm.

We can't wait

to get your house sold.

We need this place

clean, clean every day.

Water the lawns,

skim the pool.

You never know when buyers are gonna

stop by to say hi and buy, buy.

Oh, B-U-Y! Ha, ha!

Whatever.

Oh, and make sure the toilets

are clean enough to eat out of.

Yeah, whatever.

Maybe I should sprinkle some

rose petals on the driveway too.

Just do what you can.

Will do.

Wow.

What are the chances of maybe selling

this sometime after Labor Day?

You wanna sell a summer home

during the summer.

That's kind of the point.

So glad we're in

business together.

Om shanti.

Om.Shanti it is.

Vultures.

Yeesh.

It's light. It's light.

We should put it up closer.

Like there?

McCRUDDEN:
Oh, yeah.

That'll bring in all the right clientele.

Listen. Have you given any more thought

to the final Labor Day blowout?

I really don't know.

I mean, obviously,

we gotta do something huge.

But what do you do

for a final blowout?

Go out in a blaze of glory.

Heads held high.

I get it.

Deserved...

Holy sh*t. Oh, sh*t.

Here we go. Bingo.

What?

I got the concept right here.

Brown party.

Brown party.

Brown party.

Brown clothes, brown food,

brown drink,

brown clown,

brown balloons,

live music supplied by

Jackson Browne.

I don't know what you're

thinking. Is that good?

It's f***ing awful.

Take it easy.

I'm just spitballing.

It's not like you're throwing

ideas my way.

He spells with an E at the end.

Doesn't matter.

Holy sh*t.

We got a situation here.

Oh, my f***ing God.

Dude, she's wearing

a sex bracelet.

McCRUDDEN:

Holy f***, she is.

Oh, boy, that's trouble.

It's blue. It's blue.

Sword swallower.

When she reaches out for my

cone, I'm gonna snag that thing

and it's deep-throat city

all night long.

No, no, no.

Please don't do that.

Don't. No, stop.

Stop. Stop it.

I bet she unhinges her jaw like a

f***ing python swallowing a rat.

Um, do you guys

know what you want?

Yes, we do.

Yeah. We got a pretty good idea.

No, ice cream

is what we're into.

Do you think a girl like that looks at

us like we're a couple of old dudes?

The way we used to look at 30-year-old

guys back in high school and say,

'Oh, man, look at that

lame old guy hitting on Sue.

Ha, ha. Yeah, probably.

I don't know. Weren't 30-year-old

guys a lot older back then

with, like, mustaches

and jobs?

It certainly seemed like it.

Yeah.

What?

F***, dude, we're getting old.

Bullshit. Come on.

I got a foot cramp

the other day masturbating.

What? Doesn't make sense.

I swear to God. It happened.

Do you think that girl and her

friends really have BJ orgy parties?

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