WTF! Page #4

Oh!

You guys are paying, right?

This place gives me the creeps.

I gotta piss like a race horse.

Don't worry about me, Sam.

I'll be fine.

What a d*ckhead.

Have I mentioned lately

that you need to dump him?

Seldom do I say this, but...

Bonnie's right.

Ew.

This place has, like, nothing.

Hey, hillbilly man...

You take credit card. Right?

You folks gotta be

a long way from home,

thinking I would take

a credit card in this place.

Well, do you take cash?

Guys, whatever you'd like,

it's on me.

Yay.

Hey, it's like

it's your birthday.

Hey excuse me, sir.

So, we're heading out

to my late uncle's place.

It's at the end

of Linden street,

like, in the thick

of the woods out there.

You got any short cuts

or anything that'll

get us out there quicker?

I lost three good dogs there.

I never even went back

to look for 'em.

Well, I feel, like,

eight pounds lighter.

All right, well,

this should cover everything,

and you can keep the change...

'cause, uh,

I don't wanna touch anything

that's touched your hands.

You folks ought to take heed.

I wouldn't go there

if I were you.

Young, pretty people

like yourselves.

Yeah, muchos gracias

for the directions, bro.

Ew.

Goddamn dumb chick

forgot her credit card.

Look at him back there. How the

hell do you deal with that?

You don't know him like I do.

He's actually a really

sweet guy behind closed doors.

Okay well, if you're not

gonna dump him,

then maybe you should

turn the tables on him.

Shut him out completely,

and use him for the one thing

he might actually be good for.

Lifting things up

and putting them down?

I assume you're talking

about sex...

Who said anything about sex?

Gross.

I need to get outta here.

You and me both.

Uh, I'm occupied, obviously.

I could shotgun it

into your mouth if you want.

You do that and I'll put you

in a chokehold.

I know jiu-jitsu, b*tch.

Okay.

Wooh!

Look at this place!

Come on babe,

let's check out the bedrooms.

Uh, why don't we let the guys

get our luggage,

so we can freshen up?

That sounds like

a great idea, Bonnie.

Your pores could certainly

use a once-over!

Heh.

Wait. How do we get in?

What do you think the chances

are of Bonnie f***ing me?

Normally, I'd say no,

But you did somehow get that

chick at the motel to f*** you.

You act like you're surprised.

If anything's surprising,

it's that you got laid

at that motel.

Why is that surprising?

I'm just saying, I've never seen

you with a chick before.

Honestly, I was beginning

to think hat you were gay.

What are you guys talking about?

I've been with tons of chicks!

Your four fingers and your

thumb don't count as a chicks.

Sorry, Bev.

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