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[sees rotten big corpse in meat window
: Anyone want some pig?
: I'm sorry, but how often do girls blow their heads off in this shithole town.
: Oh my god, I am WAY too stoned for this!
: Will somebody tell her to please stop singing.
: I was like Erin don't drink the water down there... Erin
: I didn't! Kemper
: And she didn't drink the tequila, she didn't drink the weed, smoke the weed.
: I've never seen anybody die before. Morgan
: Yeah, most people never do.
: What are we gonna do? Kemper
: I don't know... uh... we gotta call the cops, I guess. Morgan
: Um, yeah, on a list of bad ideas, that one goes, way up there. Oh, police officers, please, as you inspect a crime scene, which is now our van, please, ignore the colorful pinata, filled with marijuana, in case you happen to come across it, because it played no part, you know, whatsoever in the demise of this unfortunate, young, woman.
: Is that where she was sitting? Because the angle don't add up for me with the blood on that back window. Morgan
: Maybe she was a bit more in the middle. Sheriff Hoyt
: Well, maybe you ought to move a little more over to the middle. Morgan
: But... Sheriff Hoyt
: What, are you afraid of a little blood? Get the fuck over there!
: Her body is starting to stink, you guys! Morgan
: It's better than that store.