Exeter a.k.a. Backmask Page #3

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- Fake.

- There could be something to this.

- How?

If you believe something enough.

It effects you physically.

Let's do it.

- It's for tardity

- Oh, honey. Are you scared?

I'm not scared, you know?

You know what .

If it doesn't work.

I get to nail you in

a different shaft.

Fine.

Done.

- He's talking about her ass.

- Game on!

- Oh god!

- Okay. Look, I need a volunteer.

Drew?

I'm super famey.

I do it.

- Yeah!

- Alright!

You the b*tch!

You the b*tch!

Rory! Rory!

Rory!...

Okay, Knowles.

Just come over this side.

- Hey. Are you good for it.

- Alright.

-Okay

- Alright.

Two fingers, are going to go

under his body, okay?

Drew, two fingers.

Okay.

Two fingers underneath his body and...

I just want everybody to close their eyes.

And breathe in...

And breathe out...

Let your mind drift

into the silence...

- What the f***!

- Oh...

- Concentrate.

- I did.

That's good, get it.

- Oh, my god. That's so immature!

- Smells like Brad's mom's p*ssy.

Shut up and levitate already.

Please.

That's immature.

Stop it...!

- Stop it.

- Okay.

Fingers.

Thank you.

Rory died in a car accident,

here his body lies...

Light as a feather, stiff as a board

Light as a feather, stiff as a board

Light as a feather, stiff as a board

One.

Jesus.

Guys.

One. One.

One. One.

Two. Two.

Two. Two.

- Three.

- Three.

- Four.

- Four.

- What the f***.

- Oh sh*t.

- What. What.

- What the f***.

- You alright?

- Rory, Rory.

You alright?

- He pissed himself.

- Oh my god.

That's beer.

That is beer.

And it came from you dick.

Aren't that amazing.

F*** you guys!

Hey. You owe me, by the way.

You pay up.

What the f***.

We got him off the ground, Brad.

If he weighs like 50 pounds.

I can pick him up with one hand.

- You owe me, baby.

- No, no.

You guys.

You saw something happened.

Yeah, you lost your bet.

Start stretching.

Oh my God!

Perverts!

You saw him get off the ground, right.

I'm pretty sure of it.

- 50 pounds, I could pick him with one hand.

- Well you didn't, did you.

We all did it together and you

saw that something happened.

Don't be stupid.

Where are you going?

Wait up!

Hey. Hey. Hey.

Wait up.

Hold on.

What happened?

I'm tired.

Wait till I sober up.

We'll dropped you a way off and hit Danny's.

Come on.

You know you want pancakes.

- No, I don't.

- Sit down.

Two seconds.

- You made that?

- My mother did.

It's cool.

You guys close?

Yeah, we're pretty tight.

There's just the two of us.

Did your dad died?

Upgraded.

Mine too.

He moved in with a stripper

when I was 10.

Men have it so easily.

They get tired of the family.

They can just go and start a new one.

I'm over it.

- Is Rory?

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