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[after hitting a fisherman crossing the road
] Cindy Campbell
: We have to call the police! Ray
: No way! I ain't going to jail! Greg
: He's right! Cindy, do you know what they do to young boys in prison? All of those sex-starved convicts just waiting for a fresh piece of meat? Ray
: Hey, Cindy's right. Maybe we should call the police.
: Oh my god, we hit a boot! Greg
: Where's the foot?
[the guys picking up the dead guy's body
: I'll grab one arm. Bobby
: I'll grab the other arm. Ray
: I'll grab his ass.
: Greg, you're not the only one who got one. Greg
: What do you mean, Bobby's got a baby-dick too? Cindy Campbell
: No, the note.
: [displaying a yellow sleeveless shirt
] Does this shirt make me look gay? Greg
: Naw, man. Ray
: [tucks the bottom of the shirt over so it looks like a bra
] How 'bout now? Greg