Killer Christmas Page #5

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Let's go.

Let's look for a thick piece

of wood or a branch

and we can pry this off.

So smart.

[Art] All brains that guy.

Don't forget the looks

and muscle.

I'm the total package over here.

Ok, total package,

why don't you find us

a way to get in?

Hey, guys!

Think I found a way in.

Nice find, man!

Here we go.

[Bella] This is stupid

[Cutler] Come on,

just get used to it.

Holy sh*t!

What the f*** happened here?

Oh, sh*t.

Oh my f***ing god.

Oh my god it's an oven.

[Bella] Stop.

[Margo] Oh my god,

look at this place.

[Bella] Guys, this is so stupid.

Stop, stop, this is such

a bad idea.

Bella, relax, come on,

it's not that bad.

[Bella] It's that bad.

[Cutler] Really?

[Bella] Yes, we need to get out.

Looks like someone did

a real number in here.

Where's the f***ing hobo?

Hello?

[Robbie] Hello?

[Margo] Anybody home?

Oh my god, there's a ball room

in here!

Onward, hoe!

Got another bottle?

I got you.

Let's do it.

You are coming or what?

Oh my god.

[Cutler] Great game, Art.

[Bella] Yeah, great

f***ing good, Art.

Now that I think of it,

you haven't said anything

Wait, I thought we were playing

find the hobo.

I'm always playing

find the hobo.

Wait, what? Why?

I want to play a new game.

So, don't want to play frolic?

The kid's horny as f***.

Uhm... how about...

hide and seek?

Yes, I love that game!

Throwback, I like it.

All right, kid.

You called it, you're up.

Go somewhere and count

I don't know, like a 100 or so.

Let's go.

One...

Close your eyes, no cheating.

Two... three... four...

five.

[child whispering]

Tis the season to be jolly.

[bells jingling]

Game on, b*tches.

Stop.

Oh, this place is f***ing dope.

It's creepy as sh*t.

We don't even know

the half of it.

Looks like

it's been abandoned forever.

Looks like homeless people

took a sh*t here, disgusting.

Oh, man.

Look at the graffiti

on the walls.

I just want to get out of here.

Babe, just relax, it's fine.

I'm going upstairs.

- No.

- This will calm the nerves.

I'm not really in the mood,

Cutler.

They don't like how you let Art

push you around,

you're supposed to be the alpha.

Art doesn't push sh*t,

all right?

I've been dying to come

since we found this place.

And you're right, I'm the alpha.

Yeah, well, you're acting

like a f***ing lap dog.

Really, Bella?

And who the f*** is this new

f***ing tweep?

What the f*** is his deal?

Why do you always

have to be such a...

- Robbie is fine.

- Are we fine?

Of course we're fine.

We're f***ing perfect.

You're my nmero uno.

Well, doesn't feel that way...

and I'm not going upstairs.

Then you can roll solo.

Because nobody pushes me around.

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