Girls Gone Dead Page #4

There's not another Wyld Wylee's

around here, is there?

Nope, this is

the one and only.

World famous!

Is there a mortician's

convention in town?

Because this

place... is dead.

Cute.

How old are you,

Sheila?

I'm 26.

Says here you're

born in 1968.

Um, the guy at

the DMV was dyslexic.

Oh, crikey!

No worries, no worries.

Come on, girls,

don't be shy.

Take a table

and I'm going to

bring you some Congo Coladas.

Come on.

There is something really

wrong with this place.

I like it.

It makes me think of,

like, an Irish pub.

What else can I get you?

Um...

I guess we'll

take some nachos.

Would that be small, medium,

or gorilla-sized?

Um, gorilla-sized,

I guess.

Oh, nice choice,

mate, nice choice.

One more round!

Okay?

Two rounds, two rounds!

Becky, Becky, Becky,

Becky, Becky...

Oh, my God, watch out for

the f***ing gorilla!

What are you

supposed to be?

I'm just a helpful primate

bringing you your order.

Well, Dr. Zaius,

you forgot the plates.

I'll get right

on that, ma'am.

Let me swing on over

to the kitchen.

- You do that.

- Whatever.

Something

is very wrong here.

I know what you mean.

That Sasquatch

could talk.

Not what I was

going for, Kel...

but thank you.

No, I'm referring

to the fact that

this place is

called an oasis,

but our bartender is dressed

like Panama Jack,

and this whole place

has a Hawaiian theme,

yet a gorilla just served

us nachos.

Sasquatch.

What?

Thank you.

I didn't order this.

I know you didn't.

He did... for you.

Is he cute?

I can't tell,

I'm seeing two of him.

That's one of him.

On two stools.

You guys are so mean.

I bet he's

a really nice guy.

Well, I am going to

go find out.

- If she were-

- Oh!

If she were at the drive-in,

he'd be the double feature.

Oh, I need a shot.

Here.

Cheers.

Oh...

Oh, why are you so green?

Oh, I don't

feel so good.

I'm going to go to

the bathroom.

I know what will

make you feel better.

I'll get you

another shot.

Speaking of shots...

- Oh, my God.

- What?

You know Becky's

a lightweight.

No.

That.

Eww!

It's like a car accident.

I know I should

look away, but I can't.

Eww...

How much you want to bet

that she does it with

"tons of fun" over there?

I'm in,

I'm f***ing in.

That sounds like

a carnival ride.

Uh, he looks

like a carnival ride.

Hey, cool it, cool it, they're

coming back to the table.

Hey, where's Becky?

I wanted to say

good night.

Go Yeah. t?

Jare- Sorry.

This is Jared.

We are gonna go

for a little drive.

Mm-hmm.

Don't wait up.

Mm-mmm.

Lisa, can I talk

to you for a minute?

No!

We've gotta get going.

Well, how long should

we wait for you two?

Um, he says he's going to take me back to

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