Hobo With A Shotgun

Spare some change?

Come on!

If you wanna make my money you

gotta get rougher than this.

Hey!

Hey you!

You wanna get in on this?

Come On.

Ten dollars.

Ten dollars.

Come on!

Hey,

f*ck you then!

You'll never make

money without me.

Alright, alright

let's see some blood.

That's it.

That's it.

Go damn it,

HELP me,

they're coming after me!

Please!

Lady, please help me,

get this off me!

They're gonna fucking kill me.

You've gotta help me here!

Please,

get this off my neck.

Get back,

don't leave me!

F*ck.

You!

Please you've

gotta help me here.

If you don't help me my hand's

coming off my fucking body.

Please just untie me,

that's it.

Oh brother of mine.

Look at you now.

Boys. This isn't

a joke anymore.

You weren't planning on

leaving town without

saying goodbye were ya?

Yeah, we've been looking

all over for you.

I was gettin' worried.

I'm your uncle.

I've known you since

you were fuckin' babies!

This cocksucker gave me the

shittiest Christmas presents.

I hate Christmas.

You fucking brats!

F*ck off!

Drake, stop this,

we're family!

It's the rules,

Logan.

You're our lucky contestant.

No,

please.

Don't put me in there.

Show 'em how to play boys.

Slick. You we're always

my favorite nephew

I swear to God

I mean that.

Get your feet in that

fucking deathhole!

F*ck!

Ivan my boy.

I want everybody here

to appreciate this.

Time to get the show

on the road boy-yo.

Alright you fucking androids.

My father's got something

he wants you all to see.

And I swear, anybody looks

away for even a second,

I'll make them wish they

we're fucking aborted.

Ladies and Gentlemen,

welcome to the Drake Show.

Tonight's special episode

is going to be filled with

thrills, and chills, and

my own personal favorite.

Lots and lots of

that red shit

that flows inside

all our bodies.

IVAN?

CHEER you fuckers!

Thank you.

How can you watch

and not do anything?

They're going to

fucking kill me here!

Somebody say something!

Don't just stand there!

You know, ever since our

mother brought Logan home

from the hospital, I knew

he was a fucking coward.

I'll leave town!

You'll never fucking

see me again.

Just please, I can't

feel my legs, Drake.

He wants mercy from the Drake.

From the Drake...

And he should know

better than anybody...

mercy ain't my style.

What do you want from me?

Logan is no longer my brother.

Our relationship

has been severed.

And now he's all

alone in this world,

with nothing but a

barbed wire noose

around his neck.

You can't let him

do this!

It's not just MY

life he's ruining.

Please.

Help me.

Please!

You should have started

beggin' a long time ago.

I've never enjoyed

listening to you

as much as I do right now.

You're a fucking animal Drake!

You're a shitty fucking

weird little animal.

The way I see it, I'm a

fucking miracle worker,

because I am going

to make it rain!

Gun it,

Slick!

Well, can you feel

your legs now?

Can ya?

Huh!

Was there something else

you wanted to say to me?

Well, thanks for tuning

in ladies and gentlemen.

Who knows,

maybe next time

one of you will be

our lucky contestant.

Enjoy the ride,

my favorite fuckin' uncle.

Go the f*ck home everybody!

And don't forget

to wash your dicks!

$49.99.

Ugh.

I dare you to lick his dick.

Woo! Woo!

You bastards!

Hey Slick, you gotta

check this out man.

Fuckin awesome.

Hey, where the

f*ck are you going?

Business with dad.

Ah.

Hey Otis.

What are ya playing?

I forgot Slick.

I spent all my

money in the arcade.

You owe me money.

You're burning me,

Otis.

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