Funeral Kings Page #3

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Some dad stabs his wife

to death or something,

and makes his kid watch?

- Yeah, I was the son.

- Oh my god, that's awesome!

Why'd you move out here?

To live with my mom.

So what are you guys,

freshmen or something?

- Oh no, we're-

- Yeah, we're freshmen.

Right on, so are you guys

going to the party on Friday?

Yeah, there's supposed to be some like amazing

party that some sophmore is throwing.

Yeah, we'll probably hit it up.

You should!

Well we gotta go, but we'll

see you later, movie star!

Bye!

You were in a f***in' movie?

- Why didn't you tell us?

- What movie was it?

Bloody Knuckles.

Bloddy f***in' Knuckles?!

Jesus Christ, man. That's unbelievable,

and you were that kid

that, like, watches

his dad murder his mom?

Yeah, it was pretty cool too, They had him,

like, stab her with a knife that went in,

so it wouldn't hurt her...

What are you doing home?

We weren't that busy at the bar.

Where are you going?

I've got to go to Andy's.

I gotta get a text book.

Oh, alright. Have fun.

Wait a minute.

It's midnight.

Yeah, well I've got to study,

so what am I going to do?

Your mom knows you're going?

Yeah, and keep it down.

You're going to wake her.

Yeah, alright.

Don't stay out all night.

What took you so long?

Blow me!

Hold on.

Alright, come on up.

Are you kidding me?

Hurry up!

- No way! Open the back door!

- Just climb!

Open the... This is quicker,

just climb the rope!

There's no f***ing way I'm

climbing up your

piss soaked,

dinosaur, f***ing blankets.

Where are you going?!

I'll ring the door bell

if I have to.

You ready?

- I guess.

- Just keep a look out.

If any lights come on,

just give us the signal.

Okay...

Knot's ready.

Let's do this thing.

Jesus, this thing's heavy.

I told you!

Guys. Uh, guys!

Ca-caw! Ca-caaw!

- What happend, is someone up?

- I think so!

Sh*t!

Yo, Dave. Dave!

- Yeah?

- Is he gone?

I think so.

Seriously dude,

make the signal next time!

I can hardly breathe under

that bed.

Don't be such an a**hole.

You're not an a**hole, Dave.

Dude, stop kissing his ass.

One... Two... Three!

What the hell

is the matter with you?

Sorry, Jesus Christ.

Try it again.

Holy sh*t!

Can you see inside?

No, I need a flash-light.

F***, f***, f***!

You've got to be kidding me.

Go away!

Whose dog is that?

It's the neighbor's.

They never tie him up.

- Sh*t!

- F***.

Are you shitting me?

Alright, give me the lantern.

Can you see anything?

No, not really.

Holy sh*t!

Are those fireworks?

Oh my god.

What? What?

We could use a hammer...

If a rock didn't work,

a hammer won't either, man.

What about a crowbar?

- You have a crowbar?

- Yeah, good point.

My dad's got a buzz saw!

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