Dude Bro Party Massacre III Page #4
a second chance.
I've given you enough chances!
Need I remind you
of last year's prank,
and submerged Ol' Parchtown
in water?
But we created New Lake City.
You drowned 4,000 people.
The paddle-boat business
is booming there.
Don't make me remind you
of sophomore-year prank.
Sophomores, get to the chopper!
We are leaving!
Sophomores, get to the chopper!
That's not fair!
Freshman-year prank,
let me remind you,
we helped...
depose a Central American
dictator.
That's true.
Your heavy-metal hot-air balloon
from the Brazilian embassy,
which is
why I'm only suspending you.
During Greek Week?!
What's wrong with you?!
Come on!
It's like Easter for men!
You can have your own Greek Week
out at the old sorority house...
- by the lake.
- What? Ugh!
They never pick up
their dog sh*t!
- It's haunted!
- No!
Go there, brother.
Guys, a weekend at the lake?
That's nothing, right?
It'll be like a...
like a Dude Bro party!
Yeah. Okay.
Yeah.
A Dude Bro party.
And maybe you could invite some,
uh, young, nubile,
recently divorced women?
- No!
- No!
Bullshit!
Come on! No girls allowed!
Fine! Fine! Get out!
Get out, all of you!
Somebody help me!
Should I lock this?
It's done.
Excellent.
Soon, the Dude Bros
All that's required now
is a virgin sacrifice.
Virgo sacrificium.
Yes, yes. Virgo Sacramento.
- Whatever.
- Virgo sacrificium.
Virgo sacrificium.
No!
No!
Aah! Ohh!
Aah!
Aah!
Virgo sacrificium!
I'm an immortal f*** machine!
Buttiker, get in here!
Uh-oh! Someone's in trouble!
- Yes, Chief.
- Ah. Candace Buttiker.
First in your class
at Naval Academy,
in Valencia, Florida.
Are you ready for a real-world.
Chico police mission?
Oh, daddy like!
What have you got for me, Chief?
Motherface is rising
on the harvest moon
to kill the Delta Bis,
but her plan won't work
without a virgin sacrifice.
That's where that idiot
Aah! F***! My face!
You want me to send
Officer Sminkle to his death.
You see, only his death
will give Motherface the power
when it matters the most.
And, um, what would you like me
to tell him?
Watch this.
Sminkle, get in here!
Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy,
oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy!
Aw, come on, Chief!
I thought we talked about this.
No girls allowed
in the Dude Room.
I'm fine. Ah-choo!
Aah! What the hell?!
Sminkle, um,
I have kind of an important
assignment for you, if...
if you think you're up for it.
Oh, my gosh. Oh, absolutely.
Wait a second, though.
Don't... don't you hate me?
'Cause you called me
a cum bubble yesterday.
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