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You're not going to bed.

Here, have a pigs in a blanket.

It's infused with energy and vitamins.

No, I'm, like, already

falling asleep right here.

Guys, this is pathetic.

We are not old people. We are not old.

We should not be eating ourselves

to sleep on a Friday night.

But... I don't really want to get up.

And, like, it's so cold outside.

And if we go out now, it's gonna

be so late when we get back.

That is the most boring string of words

you've ever put together.

Guys, we are young.

We should be living our lives.

We've got at least ten more years

before we've got to start caring about

our jobs, getting married, getting cats.

Come on, let's not go to sleep

at 9:
30 on a Friday night.

We're going out. Mel, put down the food.

- But it's so good.

- No. Put it down... food.

Where would we even want to go?

Nothing is open for the holidays.

Are there any bars open?

I have something in mind.

I'm a great big fat person now.

Wait, guys, are we seriously...

Get your ass in the car, b*tch.

I ain't telling you again.

I'm telling you guys,

this place is f***ing sick.

You're sure your uncle doesn't care?

Oh, yeah. No, he's totally cool.

He loves me.

This isn't a big deal, I promise.

Well, how much further?

Because I have to pee.

We're close.

How weird. Someone's calling Holly.

What the hell?

- Who could that possibly be?

- Hello? Hey.

No, yeah, actually, I'm going

to Cali's uncle's house now.

It's supposed to be this big mansion.

And I guess no one's home,

so I think we're gonna, like, crash there.

What if I came over there?

Yeah, let me... let me ask.

- Are you serious?

- Can he?

Yeah, I guess that's fine.

Yeah, it's cool.

I'll text you the address.

Okay.

- Okay, see you then. Bye.

- Adios.

- Holly!

- What?

- Dude, you can't f***ing do that.

- Why? What's the big deal?

You just invited a guy

to our girls' night.

- I asked.

- What am I supposed to say, no?

- He's right there on the phone.

- Okay, what do you want me to do?

You want me to call him

and tell him he can't come?

No, absolutely not 'cause

then I'll look like a huge f***ing b*tch.

Okay, then what?

Let's just forget it.

Whatever, you don't understand.

Whatever, it's fine.

Let's just have a good time.

Geez, I'm sorry.

I just wish that maybe you

would've thought...

What is that?

- What is that?

- Holy sh*t.

Should we, like, help him?

No, someone else will come by.

- I'm just gonna say hi.

- Cali, I'm serious.

- What if he's cute?

- Oh, shut up. Just keep going.

No, Cali, go!

# Like a Kennedy, Kennedy #

Freak out much?

I'm sorry. I just got scared.

Well, yeah. She's right though.

I mean, what were you doing?

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