A Haunted House 2 Page #3

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I can't play with it but you can.

Oh, you gonna bite

my lip? Take that!

You f***in' like this!

It was gonna come.

It was gonna come!

Just wanna put the tip in. I'm

gonna put the tip in a minute...

Look at that.

You got that goody.

Bite the pillow, bite

that f***in' pillow.

You gonna eat my

butt now. Oh, sh*t!

Nigga... she... she lickin' that.

Oh, you taste like

doo-doo. But I love it!

You on the pill? I don't

wanna get you pregnant.

You wanna little doll babies?

They gonna have my

eyes or yo' eyes...

You gonna give me splinters!

F*** this sh*t, man. I wanna cry!

Don't look. Don't

look. Hold on a second.

This side is wet with

soap, this one is dry.

I'll clean you up, baby.

I mighta leaked in you.

I don't know if I came,

I leaked a little bit.

That's a'right. You

ain't even ovulatin'.

Why you trippin'?

Come on, stop worrying.

- Honey, we're home!

- Sh*t! You gotta go!

- Sh*t! No!

- Malcolm!

- Hi, honey!

- Honey, where are you?

You gotta go! We...

I'm just upstairs!

You gotta get outta here.

F***!

Sh*t!

"Hanging Out".

Sounds a little soft for

my taste, but... f*** it.

Yeah, I don't think this is right.

Maybe I should download the manual.

I seen some sh*t,

but that was crazy!

A demonic figure tried to

hang a family in the backyard.

I gotta keep this from

Megan and the kids.

Is it weird that I

was aroused by this?

Why is my dick bending in my jeans?

Hello?

Hello?

- Twinkle little star...

- Who is this? Hello!

It's the Devil!

That's a ugly motherf***er.

Is that Steven Tyler?

What the hell? Same tree!

Sh*t! Kisha?

Baby, what you doin'!

I almost dumped the f*** out you!

You got to holler at me!

You can't just be walkin' up.

You gotta give me like

a "whoop-ti-whoo"...

a "kakow!" or a "tsh-tsh"!

Just make your own up.

Please announce yourself!

Honey, you look like

you've seen a ghost.

I think I did.

Wait. So now I look like a ghost.

Excuse me, where

you goin' with this?

So now I'm too pasty for you?

I can't do anything about that!

Unless you want me to get

skin cancer from the sun.

And what, deep nasty wrinkles...

and then they'll have

to give me chemo...

and I'll lose all my hair,

and then I'll look like...

a nasty bald raisin!

Is that what you want?

Is that what you want?

I don't want you to

look like a raisin!

I don't like to date raisins,

I don't like the raisins...

on Morgan Freeman's face!

I don't like the new

ones that Obama got...

the young raisins on his face!

I don't like raisins. So

please, don't look like a raisin.

I need to go meditate and

get my chi back in alignment.

What chi? It was just...

- Walk to the light!

- It's bedtime.

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