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♪♪ No one understands ♪♪

♪♪ No one cares ♪♪

♪♪ This town is hell ♪♪

[WELCOME TO HELL]

♪♪ I'll see you there ♪♪

Fuck.

Hey, Amy.

You got any crystal?

Fuck off.

Shit. Who pissed in your Froot Loops?

Peanut, why don't you go passionately fuck yourself?

♪♪ He felt cut out ♪♪

♪♪ He felt the same... ♪♪

Yuck. You're all sweaty.

What you looking for?

My skull lighter.

I swear, if it's missing,

I’ll slit my wrists.

Ooh, now that would be a great loss to the human race.

Sit and spin.

That guy has the intelligence of a stool sample.

He's okay.

I think he's got brain damage,

but he's okay.

This place is so fucking boring.

I wish someone would burn it to the ground.

Can we just get the fuck out of here?

Okay.

Wanna go to heaven?

Go ahead and stick it inside.

Jordan, put dick in me.

I’m trying.

I'm sorry.

I just...

What?

I'm afraid of catching AIDS.

But we're both virgins.

Where's the fucking cigarettes?

I don't know what it is, but I feel really weird tonight.

Like something's gonna happen.

Me too.

Hey, Amy!

Do you love me?

Yeah, totally.

Why?

It's just...

"I love you" can mean a lot of things, like

you'll do till someone better comes along, or

"I can't describe how I really feel,

but I know I’m supposed to say this",

or "Shut up. I'm watching TV.".

Are you stoned?

I think sometimes this city is sucking away at my soul.

Like yesterday I was stuck in this humongous traffic jam

on the 405 freeway,

and I just couldn't wait to get to the dead bodies

lying there on the bloody asphalt.

All I cared about was getting out and moving again.

I know.

I feel like a gerbil smothering in Richard Gere’s butthole.

There just is no place for us in this world.

Hey! Get off my fucking car!

Wake up, cocksucker! Time to die!

Aah!

Yo, bitch, would you just go? Go!

Get your fuckin' ass off my car!

Goddamn, motherfucker!

I swear, if there's one dent in the door,

one scratch in the paint...

What the fuck are you talking about?

The car is older than you

and your jailbait boyfriend here

combined.

I love this car.

Oh my God!

You're bleeding all over the upholstery.

Jesus, don't potty in your panties about it.

Jordan, he is bleeding all over my upholstery.

It's okay, Amy. He's cleanin' it up.

You alright, man?

Yeah, I’m totally into getting the fuck beat out of me

and slicing my own leg up.

You're really fucking rude.

You know that?

Hey, that's my shirt.

Oh, sorry.

No, it's cool.

Go ahead.

Use it.

That is so gross.

What's your name, anyway?

[THE RAPTURE IS COMING]

What's your name?

Xavier.

What?

It's Xavier.

That is the stupidest fuckin' name

I have ever heard.

Is it cool if I just call you X?

I can't really pronounce all that.

Only if I get to call you Nutlicker.

If bullshit were music,

you'd be a big brass band.

What's with your lady here, Jordo?

Terminal PMS?

Fuck you!

No, fuck you!

Fuck you, you stinking cooch.

Fuck you, you big wet bearded clam.

Get out of my fucking car!

Come on, Amy. He didn't mean it.

He was just joking around.

Right, X? Tell her.

Yeah, Amy.

Don't get your uterus all tied in a knot.

Listen, jism breath,

I want you out of my fucking car

right this fucking second.

I'm not kidding, scum fuck.

Get lost.

You're, uh...

giving me an erection.

You're repugnant.

Okay, Miss America.

You win.

Beam me up, Scotty.

Later, 'gator.

Hey, what about my shirt?

Thanks, X.

My pleasure, Nutlicker.

Will you marry me?

Hey, you don't have to decide immediately.

Hey, if you think about it,

you can do anything you want! Sleep on it, honey!

I swear, Amy.

You can be so harsh.

I don't know.

He seemed cool.

Kind of strange, maybe.

He was an anus face.

What were we talking about the other day?

About trying to be less judgmental of people?

Fuck that.

I'm starving.

Stop at the next QuickieMart, okay?

You sure you don't want anything?

I'm speeding, remember?

Oh, yeah.

Hey!

No smoking here.

Jesus.

Hey, hey, girlie... you pick up.

Eat my fuck.

Amy.

Pick up, girlie.

I'm so sure.

We happy?

$6.66.

That's weird.

It must have fallen out in the car.

I'll pay you right back.

Oh, fuck!

The scum fuck.

$6.66.

You fucking kook,

we left our wallets in the car, okay?

Let me just go out and...

$6.66.

What are you gonna do, shoot us?

Is this some kind of joke like Candid Camera or something?

Scram!

What the fuck are you doing?

Saving your fucking life!

Did I ask you to do us any big favors, huh?

Would you please just get the fuck out of here?

Jordan, he is getting us into deep shit.

Would you just get the hell out of here?!

Come on!

- Oh, my God, oh, my God. - Relax, relax.

Would you just fucking chill?

His head...

His head, man.

It was talking.

Oh my God!

I think we're probably cool.

I mean, the weird old gook lady with the machete,

she probably doesn't even speak English.

I think everything's gonna be fine.

What the fuck do you mean

everything's gonna be fine?

You just blew somebody's fucking head off.

You know, you gotta be a little pessimist

all the time, don't you?

Little Miss Gloom and Doom.

Well, fuck you. You were there.

You both were there with me,

and read my lips,

we're in this together.

I fry, we all fry.

Blow it out your crusty rectum, you loser.

We don't know you.

We barely just met you.

We certainly don't like you.

You're fucking crazy!

And you're ugly, besides.

I love you, too, darling.

His fucking head.

It was in the relish and onions, and

it was talking.

I mean, don't you think

you ought to call your mom or something?

Tomorrow.

What? Mommy and daddy will be all worried

about their baby girl?

My mom used to be a heroin addict.

Now she's a scientologist.

My old man's dead.

Oh, sorry.

I'm not. He was a bloated, alkie pig

who was always trying to molest me.

What about you?

My folks live in Encino.

Oh.

My mom shot my dad

and then killed herself when I was 12.

I'm taking a bath.

I love this show, man.

So how long have you and Princess Leia

been a happy little couple?

Fuck.

A long time.

3 months.

No way.

Y'know, most of my relationships, they last about 3 days,

or, uh...

3 hours.

Yeah.

Well, relationships bite.

Wow.

Righteous tattoo.

Thanks.

I been wanting one forever, but...

I can't decide on a design I like enough to...

you know...

wear on my body

for, like, the rest of my life.

It's a big commitment.

I sure do like yours a lot, though.

I gotta take a whiz.

Hi.

Hi.

I must piss.

Now some of this next footage

may be too gruesome for some audience members,

so viewer discretion is advised.

Police say that the severed head

of QuickieMart proprietor Nguyen Cok Suk

was still talking when it was discovered

at approximately 2:39 a.m.

by a Jerseymaid delivery man.

And the San Fernando Valley Sheriff's Department

is still investigating the bizarre ritualistic slaying

of his wife and children as well.

It appears that the shopkeeper's wife

was so distraught over the slaying of her husband

that she took the lives of her children,

disemboweling them.

Wait just a second there.

Disemboweling them?

Yes, Chet, disemboweling them

before taking the knife to herself

in some kind of unusual suicide rite.

The police so far have only one clue

to the identity of Mr. Suk's murderer

or murderers:

this skull earring.

The type sold most frequently

in rock 'n roll paraphernalia shops.

Often worn by homosexuals, satanists,

and members of other dangerous cult groups.

Hold it, Sandy. Correct me if I’m wrong,

but don't a lot of people, especially trendy teenagers

following the latest fad,

kids who are otherwise perfectly normal,

don't they wear earrings similar to the one shown here?

Yes, well, Chet, that is a problem.

COMMERCIAL ANNOUNCER: You don't have to be 19

to have a body like this...

Ohh!

Shit. Aah!

Smooth move, ex-lax.

Pinch the bridge of your nose.

Oh, man.

Pinch it there.

I'm so fucking hungry I could eat my leg.

How about a little food drill action, huh?

MAN ON INTERCOM: Welcome to Carnoburger.

May I have your order please?

Give me the Slop-o-Rama Belly Buster,

no onions,

a passion fruit Slurpster

and a side of Curly Q Fries.

I'll have some barbecued beef chunks,

some fried cheeseballs

and an Evian.

Diet Coke, extra-large.

She never eats when she does crystal.

Shut up.

MAN ON INTERCOM: That'll be all?

Yup.

Hey.

I lost my earring.

MAN ON INTERCOM: That'll be $6.66.

Please pull forward to the window.

Jordan, I am sure.

We are in this total predicament,

and you're worried about losing

a fucking earring?

It's got sentimental value.

My mom gave it to me

when I finally passed algebra trig.

You can relax your royal sphincter muscle,

your highness.

The crazy machete lady offed herself and her kids,

so there's no witnesses left.

- What? - What?

They're all dead. It was on the news.

You are so full of sheep excrement,

it's not even funny.

I saw it on TV, so it's gotta be true, right?

Yeah, but what if that guy's head is still talking,

and he tells the cops everything?

Eww, grossify me.

$6.66.

Sunshine?

Give me some money.

Sunshine, is that you?

I think you have me mixed up with someone else.

Gonad face, give me some money.

Don't lie to me now.

I know it's you.

Look, you fucking chunky pumpkin head,

I don't know what the fuck you're talking about.

Would you just give me some fucking money?

You said you love me.

You said you'd never leave me.

What is this, night of the living braindead?

Wake up and smell the cappuccino, geek.

I don't know you.

I've never fucking seen you before.

I don't know who the fuck this sunshine is.

You little whore.

You broke my fucking heart.

Come on, sunshine.

Give the poor guy a break.

Shut the fuck up

and give me some motherfucking money!

Ain't it nice?

I figure if I can't have you,

no one will.

Hey, Bartholomew, what's going on?

The bitch.

I'm gonna find her...

and I’m gonna kill her.

Is it a fucking full moon or what?

I mean, what the fuck is going on?

You shouldn't have broke his little

achy heart like that, sunshine.

Calm it, ass crack.

Wouldn't be in this mess if it wasn't for you.

Mellowize thyself, fishwich.

You ever consider cutting down on your crystal intake a bit?

Christ.

I've had it with you!

Don't worry, Amy.

We're here. We're safe.

Everything is cool.

Jordan, I just wanna go home

and forget this whole entire nightmare.

It's all right, Amy, really.

In the morning, we'll figure it all out.

Okay?

Yeah, sure.

I'm gonna get ready for bed.

Okay.

Brush your teeth before you turn in.

Otherwise you'll have cheese breath.

I get the feeling Amy doesn't like me very much.

Don't take it personal, X.

She's just a little...

aloof till you get to know her.

I've never seen a tattoo there before.

Touch it.

Go ahead.

Indulge.

What is it a picture of?

Can't you tell?

It's Jesus.

Nuh-uh.

Why the hell do you have Jesus tattooed on your dick?

So people, when I’m boning 'em,

can say

"I got Jesus inside me."

I’m gonna vacuum your tongue right out of your face.

Wait.

Gonna cum.

Already?

Don't worry. I'm good for about 6 times a night.

Nuh-uh.

4 at least.

What about you? You anywhere close?

Well, sorta.

I...

I can't hold it much longer.

Where is she?

Where is my little dandelion flower?

Tell me where she is

or you're gonna have a mangled stump

in place of that fairy face of yours.

Tell me where she is,

you fucking slimy piece of queer bait!

I'm right here, love bucket.

My pearly dewdrops drops.

I've missed you so much, my darling.

You know I can never live without you, my bumpkins.

I've dreamed of this moment for months.

Come on!

But my pants.

C'mon, get in the car!

My babycakes! Cuddle muffin!

Please, please, don't leave me again!

Please!

Get a fucking life, dogbreath.

Nooooooo!

Come back!

Babycakes!

Ever feel like reality is more twisted than dreams?

Aah!

Not again.

My fucking arm!

I want it back!

Son of a bitch!

What do I do?! Run!

Get that fucking thing out of my car!

I'm trying! What do you think?!

Oh, god-fucking-damn it, Amy!

Fucking stomp on the fucking gas pedals!

Oh, God!

♪♪ Sunshine ♪♪

♪♪ You are my one true love ♪♪

♪♪ You are my one true love ♪♪

♪♪ You are my one true love! ♪♪

What is with you? Do you have to kill someone

every fucking time we stop the car?

Well, pardon me for rescuing your ingrate ass

twice in the same night,

you fucking furry tuna taco.

You don't care about anything, do you?

You have no guilt, no remorse.

You murdered two people tonight.

Doesn't that faze you at all?

Yeah. I'm bummed.

To the max.

It's not like I never done it before.

Excuse me?

How many people have you...?

Just a few.

And all of them deserved it.

Or they wore a uniform.

Like my first...

This ugly sow of a parking cop.

Y'know they're all full of themselves,

and they got this fuckin' badge,

and they think they're all bad?

Well, this one lard-ass cunt tickets me

for being in the red zone for, like, 10 seconds.

So I’m in the street arguing with her,

and she's just smiling away, writin' me up.

I grabbed the bitch by her kinky 'fro

and I started pounding her head on the hood

of her nice, white parking pig-mobile,

and then I slammed the door on her skull a bunch of times

until she was dead.

La morte. History.

God, will you take a reality pill?

I still got a scar.

Teeth marks from where the bitch bit me.

I tell you, those cops...

They're like goddamn savage animals.

Some nachos?

That'll be $6.66.

All hail the coffee and cigarette god.

Where's my change?

Drop dead, dunghead.

No Zagnut Bars.

Life is a chewy shit sandwich.

Well...

What now?

Go fetch me some Zagnut Bars, wench.

Fuck you.

You already have.

What?

Fucked me.

You are such a prick.

That's not exactly how you phrased it last night.

You think you're funny?

Cause you're not. You're pathetic.

Sniff my finger.

Go ahead. Sniff my finger and tell me

it doesn't smell like your girlfriend's

sweet... juicy...

snatch.

I'm gonna strangle you!

I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!

Hi.

He's a liar.

You know that, don't you?

Doesn't matter.

Even if I did get together with him,

and this isn't saying I did or anything,

but if I did...

you know that it wouldn't actually mean anything.

I mean, you know that I really only love you.

Right?

Whatever, baby.

I wish we could just ditch him someplace, Jordan.

Just get rid of him. Forget he ever existed.

He's not so bad.

I mean...

he's sorta like us.

Lost...

Like he doesn't fit in.

He scares me, Jordan.

Like, I don't know what it is,

there's something evil about him.

Don't be a corn nut.

Come on. Finish your breakfast.

Then let's get me some clothes.

I feel like a fucking frat boy in this toga.

Be right back.

What's with you?

You act like somebody ate your pet hamster.

Well, duh?

I'm so pissed at you, I could rip your testicles off

and staple them to your ankles.

What the fuck did you have to go and tell Jordan for?

Tell him what?

What do you think, doorknob? That we got together.

Didn't you utterly dig it?

That is not the point!

Well, what is the point then, get it?

Guilt is for married old people.

You're incredible.

You aren't even human, are you?

You're like a life support system for a cock.

This is so fucking Cher.

Look at this thing. I mean, check it out.

Let me see.

Wow. Can I?

Be my guest.

Jesus, it's a fucking belt.

Don't turn out over it.

Hi. Hmm, mom? Dad?

It's me.

I'm sorta takin' a little vacation with Amy right now,

and, uh...

fuckin' machine hung up on me.

I'm thirsty.

[OBEY]

So what'll it be?

Shit!

Jordan!

Would you just listen to me for a second

and forget about that dweeby game?

Hey!

Jordan.

Sheesh, Amy.

What's the national emergency?

Jordan, would you kindly pull your head

out of your rectal region?

We're accessories to 2 homicides.

Doesn't that concern you in the fucking least?

Well...

Kitten? Kitten, is that you?

Oh, God!

Don't you recognize me?

It's me.

Ugh.

Brandi...

your eternal love slave.

Your slave.

Look, lady, I don't know who you are...

Has this guy shot you full of dope

and brainwashed you like all the others?

You're high, aren't you?

Are you okay? It's me!

- It's me, honeycakes! - Let me go.

It's me!

I know it's you. I can, I can smell your perfume.

Get your fucking clammy hands off me, you crazy bitch!

No!

He's kidnapped you, right?

And told you he'd kill you if you acted like you knew me.

Oh, my God! Don't fret! Don't fret! Brandi's here.

I'll save you from this heathen.

I'm gonna lop his dick off

like a chicken head.

I can't leave you guys alone for a minute, can I?

Uhh!

Ahhhh!

Oh, God, I’m sorry.

I'm so sorry!

But it was her. It was Kitten.

I know it was her.

The bitch.

I'm gonna find her...

and then I’m gonna kill her.

This is so nice.

Lying here like 2 spoons stacked in a drawer.

I hope we die simultaneously.

Like in a fiery car wreck or...

nuclear bomb blast or something.

You're so romantic.

No, for reals.

I don't ever wanna have to miss you.

Ditto.

♪♪ Row ♪♪

♪♪ Row ♪♪

♪♪ Row your boat ♪♪

♪♪ Gently down ♪♪

♪♪ The stream ♪♪

♪♪ Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily ♪♪

♪♪ Life is but a dream ♪♪

Take it out.

Stroke it.

Squeeze it.

Harder.

Look at it.

Ohh.

Put it in.

When I say okay.

O...

K.

Oh... Amy.

Don't you think sex is totally strange?

Just the whole idea of it?

It's too fleshy and stiff and

inserted in these warm squishy places.

I think maybe it's more powerful

than we'd like it to be.

It's fuckin' trippy...

That's for sure.

Hmm... kinda like eating spaghetti.

Why?

You are so great.

Hey, that reminds me.

I'm hungry.

You're always hungry.

It's 'cause I’m a growing boy.

I think I’m gonna walk down to the AM-PM

and get some shrimp nuggets or something.

Want anything?

Mmm, more cigarettes.

Yes, dear.

Hey.

I love you, fucker.

Me too, fucker.

[WHAT MADE GARY LEE CALL HAIR CLUB FOR MEN?]

Pig.

What you watching?

Hey. Come here.

I wanna play a game.

I'm gonna start counting.

If you crack a smile before I get to 8,

I get to strangle you.

If you don't...

I have to do anything you say.

All right.

1...

2...

3...

4...

5...

6...

7...

7 and a half...

You win.

Go ahead.

I'll take... this, too.

$6.66.

What's Jordan’s like?

What?

You know, his engorged member.

His tumescent love missile.

His throbbing purple meat scepter.

Why do you wanna know?

I don't know.

I'm curious.

It's all right. It's fine.

What do you mean... it's fine?

Is it the size of a Vienna sausage

or like a baby's arm?

Is it cut? Is it uncut?

Does it lean to the left? Does it lean to the right?

Does it go in a south-easterly direction?

Does it curve? Is it straight?

Is it shaped like a fucking corkscrew or what?

What difference does it make to you?

Does he plunge it into you long...

slow...

and deep...

like this?

Or is he quick, short, and shallow

like a jackrabbit?

Does he make noises like... this?

No.

Or does he make 'em like...

I know, he's probably a whimperer, huh?

Oooooh!

Ooh! Ooh!

Oh! Oh! Oh!

Would you kindly stop babbling and fuck me already?

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Oh, my God! Oh!

Yee-haw!

Where you been?

Nowhere.

I was worried about you, doofus.

Sorry.

Come over here.

You know, just 'cause he and I...

It doesn't mean I’m really like all that.

Whatever.

I know.

This is the currency we've linked

to the December 17 Quickie Mart robbery and homicide in Tarzana.

The suspects, a paramilitary brigade of 3 youths,

appear to be on a free-wheeling crime spree heading north.

We've run a fingerprint check

through the mother computer in D.C.

And thus far have ID'ed one of the suspects...

Amy Blue, age 18.

Height: 5'1", weight: 92 lbs.

Eyes: hazel, hair: brown.

Cumulative SAT score: 666.

Should be considered armed and dangerous.

Amy Blue.

Gentlemen, I want you to find her,

and if necessary...

kill her.

Good morning.

Mmm.

Don't kiss me. My breath is totally skanky.

Wait till I brush my teeth.

Hey...

Y'know what?

What?

This is the first we've ever slept together

and woken up together.

In a real bed, I mean.

You're the bright red cherry on top of my sundae.

Goofball.

Rise and shine, monkeybutt.

Oh.

Mmm.

♪♪ The itsy-bitsy spider ♪♪

♪♪ Went up the water spout ♪♪

♪♪ Down came the rain ♪♪

♪♪ And washed the spider out ♪♪

I have died and gone to hell for my sins.

Come on, man.

It's the dawning of a brand new day.

Suck my stump-toed laddy lump.

So, what happened last night?

A mayonnaise on twat?

Huh?

A mayo on twat. A 3-way.

A double-stuff E.T. finger touch.

What?

Mmm.

You know, in E.T., where the kid and E.T.,

they touch fingers, and then they go...

Ouch.

Shit.

You must have been wasted.

So, have you ever done that?

You mean, like, have sex with two people at the same time?

Mm-hmm.

No.

It's the best.

You start building up this momentum,

this rhythm...

you know, like a piston engine.

And you're all pounding away...

and your balls are slappin' against the other guy's...

and you can actually feel his cock

through the girl's insides.

What are you 2 homos gabbing about now?

Have either of you ever done it with an animal?

What?

Have either of you ever had sex with an animal?

Just you.

Har har har.

No, really.

Have you?

When I was a kid, we had a golden retriever named Honey.

I do not want to hear any more of this story.

It was a consenting adult.

I fucked a cantaloupe once.

This song always reminds me of Scooter.

Who's Scooter?

He was, like, my best friend all through high school.

One day he brought a gun to physics class,

told everyone he was going to shoot himself

in the bathroom, and he did.

He was always depressed.

Always pulling shit like that,

so nobody believed him.

That's funny.

Like, at first, it's all weird,

and you're all bummed and shit,

like, this person you used to hang out with

all of a sudden doesn't, like, exist anymore.

Then you just get over it and move on.

It was almost for the best.

I mean, Scooter was so sad all the time.

Me and him used to sit in my room, getting stoned,

listening to The Smiths.

Like, he was over the night before he killed himself.

Right in the middle of Unloveable,

he just started crying like crazy.

He was really into The Smiths.

Hey, Amy, remember the time we lost my mom's car?

After the Thrill Kill Kult concert?

We were so trashed,

we couldn't remember where we left the car.

And we looked and looked,

and we walked around and around,

but we could not find the fucking thing

to save our life.

We finally ended up taking a cab home.

Which you puked in.

Which you puked in.

Wait. Wait.

How revolting.

Shit.

Amy, what?

Oh, fuck.

Oh, my God.

Do something.

Like what?

I don't know. Something.

What do I look like,

a fucking veterinarian?

Oh, God.

What are you doing?

Jesus fucking Christ.

The world sucks.

Bro, snag the imports.

They got extra tracks.

Oh, right.

♪♪ Is there any dream ♪♪

♪♪ That plays the fool ♪♪

♪♪ Like me? ♪♪

Hey.

Just wish I could crawl in here and disappear forever.

Don't you have that at home already?

I miss my records.

Well, well, well, men, lookie here.

Yeah, check out that tight bubble-butt, George.

Oh, stop, Dan.

I'm gonna pop a boner.

Hey, sailor,

like your pretty earrings.

Leave him alone, Pat.

Can't you see he's a shy, sensitive flower?

Hey, X...

What's going on here, man?

No way.

Can't be.

Bambi?

Is that really you?

Fuck.

It's me, George.

Your poopsie.

Your snuggly bear.

Look, smegma breath,

I don't know who the fuck you think I am.

Will you just do me a favor and evacuate?

Bambi. Bubbeleh.

Don't do this.

Fuck this shit.

Bambi.

Bambi!

Please.

Dig it.

Someone made the bed.

I just hope we don't catch crabs or something.

Life is lonely, boring, and dumb.

Jordan, you want heads or tails?

Huh?

Heads or tails?

Whatever.

Heads...

tails.

Heads.

Oh, well.

Is there any more beer?

In the trunk.

Have fun.

Huh?

Give me your finger.

Mmm.

Stick it up my asshole.

What?

Stick your finger up my asshole.

Repulse me. No way.

Come on.

That is the sickest, most grotesque thing...

Do it.

Ow!

Wait. Nice and easy.

♪♪ Shnoobish ♪♪

♪♪ Shnoobie ♪♪

♪♪ Schmoke a doobie ♪♪

♪♪ Shnoobie ♪♪

You're up to bat.

Don't tell me you hogged all the brewskis.

Nothing makes me thirstier than a...

wicked...

excellent...

fuck.

Go for it, boy-o.

Hey, X...

do you like slam dancing?

It's all right,

except you get someone's elbow in your eye or...

a steel-toe boot in your crotch.

Why?

Have you ever...

I mean...

does it, like...

All those bodies,

all that sweating and...

pushing and shoving...

Does it give me a hard-on?

Yeah, always.

I, uh...

better...

Yeah.

Hey, X...

Do you ever wonder what the meaning of our existence is?

Huh?

You ever wonder why we exist?

No.

What for?

No reason.

Hey.

Hey, Amy.

What?

You...

You ever wonder what the meaning of our existence is?

You gotta be kidding.

No.

Really.

Don't you think about it?

Christ, Jordan, I’m just about to come.

Can we talk about this later?

I guess.

Ow!

What the fuck are you doing?

Relax. You'll like it.

I'm not gonna like your finger shoved up my shit chute.

That's grodified!

Jordan, will you stop being so uptight

and live a little?

Jesus.

I don't know, Amy.

Take a walk on the wild side.

Oh.

Trust me.

Oh... Amy...

Just... re... lax.

Oh, Amy.

Ohh!

Unh!

Ohh!

Unh! Unh!

Shit.

What?

What is it?

I gotta pee.

Right now?

It's not like I wanna get up

and go out in the fucking freezing cold, you know?

When nature calls, it fucking hollers.

Hey... just go ahead and let it rip

while we're all cumming.

-Eww. -Yuck!

That is so vile and beastly.

I can't believe any human being

could even conceive of it.

Jeez. Little miss Polly Pureheart.

You are a demon from hell.

Girls have no sense of adventure.

I guess.

She better hurry.

My woody's starting to droop.

Mine's not.

What the fuck?

♪♪ Two little faggots ♪♪

♪♪ Sittin' in a bed ♪♪

♪♪ One eatin' ass ♪♪

♪♪ And the other givin' head ♪♪

♪♪ Dirty perverted scum ♪♪

♪♪ Make me see red ♪♪

♪♪ The world will be a purer place ♪♪

♪♪ When they're both dead ♪♪

X, is this your idea?

Shut up.

X?

Where are you, man?

Guys?

The other one's back over there.

Amy?

X?

No! Aah!

Leave her alone! Aah!

Dan...

Please fire up our favorite song.

Aah!

I pledge allegiance...

to the flag...

of the United States...

of America...

and to the republic...

for which it stands...

one nation...

under God...

indivisible...

Leave her the fuck alone!

Aah!

With liberty...

and justice...

You fucking bitch.

Leave her alone!

Oh!

You are gonna pay for that...

baby.

Part them succulent meat curtains, darlin',

and get ready for the religious experience of your life.

You fucking asshole!

Stop it! Stop it!

Stop it!

Just be patient, honey. You'll get yours.

That's what your mom said!

Only I couldn't hear her as well!

She had my sperm gurgling in her mouth!

Don't... you... ever...

talk about my mother like that!

You! You! You!

You, dude, are gonna die!

And you, Bambi,

you lying, filthy, fucking slut,

you're gonna watch me

help your little fairy boy toy

shuffle off this mortal coil!

Kiss your puny...

worthless...

cock... goodbye.

Aah!

Any last words, queer?

Amy...

I...

I love...

Isn't love a many- splendored thing?

Wake up, loverboy!

Open wide and say yummy-yum-yum!

Ha ha ha!

Aah!

You want a Dorito?