The Slumber Party Massacre Page #4

- Goodnight.

A-ha. Number 54.

Hey, did you hear something?

No, I didn't. Look, I've got

an idea. Come on.

Hey, listen to this: Boy, 10,

sucked down sewer but survives.

Diane!

Why don't you read this

thing's horoscopes?

- Sign?

- Scorpio, of course.

Of course.

Your power with the opposite

sex will get you ahead.

Not too bad.

Depends on whose head.

Taurus.

You'll get the rest you deserve.

Relax and enjoy it.

Hey, is it getting cold in here?

Sort of.

Why don't you read more

about that sewer boy?

In Fort Wayne, Indiana, a 10-year-old

boy who was swept into the...

Poor kid.

Diane. Did you remember to close the

garage door when you brought the wood in?

I don't know.

Oh my god, what is it?

My doll, I... I threw

it away this morning.

- It must be those boys.

- Close the curtain Jackie.

The garage door...

I have to go check it.

I'll go with you.

Sh*t, the lightbulb's out.

- See? I closed it.

- Yeah, but you didn't lock it.

My dad's got a lot of

valuables in here.

- Come on, hurry up.

- You have to step on it, like this.

Everything is okay, come on.

Let's get down to some partying.

- Fork it over, shortcakes,

- Why not? I already finished it.

- Pervert.

- Look who's talking.

- Courtney!

- Leave it alone.

Jason is the athletic type.

He enjoys bike riding and

tennis and surfing at dawn.

He's a straight-A student and

planning to be a veterinarian.

He'll do.

Yuck!

You faker. You were beating

off boys in the fifth grade.

I was not, you creep.

Donald is a fly fisherman

and a gourmet cook.

Hey Val, did you tell mom?

Tell mom what? About the

fifth grade? I made that up.

You did not. I hate you.

I hate you, you creep!

I'll get you for this.

Hi, boo boo.

Boo boo?

I love you, too. I miss you.

Yeah, it's okay.

Trish doesn't mind.

I love it, too.

Do you think I'm getting better?

Shh. Hold on.

I think our first

amendment's been violated.

Not the word I would have chosen.

Very immature, you guys.

- Oh my god.

- What happened?

- All the lights went off.

- Just a minute.

Strangers in the night...

Where's that flashlight?

Diane?

- Where's the flashlight?

- I'm looking for it.

I'm over here.

- Kim, where are you?

- Here it is.

What do you think happened?

I know what happened.

We must have blown a fuse.

Where's the fuse box?

In the garage.

Cut it out, you guys!

What's going on down there?

Oh, we'll take care of it. You

stay here and talk to Boo Boo.

Kimberly, your days are numbered.

- It's right this way.

- Wait for me, I've got the flashlight.

- Be careful.

- Boo Boo! Can you believe it?

Jeez. High school boys.

Hold it, hold it.

Boo!

- Who's there?

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