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It was fergalicious

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—derelictions.

Lmfao what a beautiful misspelling.

I agree .

BRING ON THE CREAM OF WHEAT.

Dammit.

What.

I forgot about that scene with Josh Peck.

Which scene with Josh Peck?

All of them,

That's right.

Well, did Josh Sign on?

I don't know. Does it matter,

Of course it matters!

HEY. ITS ME.

JOSH?!

YES!

Where are you?

I'M STUCK IN—

He lowers his voice into a whisper

—I'm stuck in The blacklands!

You WHAT.

I'm— nevermind. Just come get me.

Ok. What's the address?

It's 4545–

Uh huh—

West—

Uh huh—

You know what? Nevermind just meet me at jfk. I think I can get there from here.

what?! You're in New York!?

YEAH, man!

That's tough.

What?

I'm in Los Angeles!

I get that! Catch a flight.

What? What? Catch a flight?

Yes. Please!

I can't!

Why not?

My money's all tied up right now…

Tied up— in what?!

INT. THE DUNGEON. LOS ANGELES. DUNGENTIME

Several women in leather and harnesses are literally tied up; bound to decorative sculptures dancing strangely to wild music under fluorescent lights.

Uh…just…tied up.

What?! —but you still owe me!

Sorry, dude! I just— can't.

Can.

I—I can't.

You know what. I'm not gonna forget this.

Of course not. You're like an elephant; you don't forget anything.

Was that a reference to my previous predicament of plumpness.

Nobody's saying that.

You just did!

A girl walks by and slaps Drake's butt.

Hey—hi!

Who are you taking to?

Just a friend.

Are you at a party.

I wouldn't call it that.

You're at a party!

It's—I'm not!

Girl in background: woo!

Another girl starts grinding on Drake

You're at a party! You asshole!

I'm not—

You—you had better find a way to come and get me right now—

Why do I have to come and get you?! Why can't you just catch a flight.

Because!

Because why?!

Because—I can't—just—

Girl: great party!

Uh—

ARE YOU SERIOUS.

Sorry— I—

COME GET ME RIGHT NOW.

I can't—I don't have any—money!

Well, figure it out!

He hangs up phone angrily.

[beat]

You don't take refunds, do you?

Before:

Hey. It's you.

It's me—who?

You know who.

I promise, I don't.

Yeah—- I know you. You're that one dude from that show—

What show?

With the two dudes.

Two and a half men?

No, the other one.

Will and Grace?

That Sounds gay.

Mike and Molly?

What? No—

Then I don't know—

I know who you are— yeah—

Uh, okay.

Where's your friend?

It seemed something was reading my brainwaves en