Craig enters the morgue. Steven and Chris are standing there staring at something.


Chris: That's....damn, Bud.


Chris points across the room, where Anwar is standing. Anwar is standing there with the book "How To Get Sexy Nude Boy: An Instruction Guide For Sand Niggas" (written by Rain and Crow)...and is hovering over a body.


Anwar: "Ooooo, oooo dear. What of we? We is of morgue. We must get of the sexy nude boy in sexy nude anal position morgue. Yes. We must get of he. What of we do? We do of this. We go up to he sexy nude dead body, yes. Oooo, look. He have of the giant purple penis. He have of giant sexy nude sexy purple swell body. Yes. He is of water boy. Yes. We must get of on he. Yes. He is so sexy. We get on he. Yes. Now, bounce. Bounce bounce. He so sexy, and we bounce for anal. Yes. This is so sexy and nude. Yes. Now, we have do of this, and...oooo, he explode."


Of course, as Anwar was reading, he was following what the book was saying, and began bouncing on someone's dead, drowned body. The body then EXPLODED on him, covering him in shit.


Anwar: "Oh, dear. He explode of. Uh oh. Hear of noise. Oh, look. Another sexy nude boy. Oh, him not of so dead, dear. He alive of very much. He come of this way. Oh, no dear. Run hide."


Anwar begins running from the security guard. He runs...straight into Steven, Chris, and Craig.


Anwar: Oh, dear. What of I do?


Steven: I tell you what you of do. You of smell. You of stink. You of go take what be bath.


Chris: Dude, it's a sand nigga.


Craig headbutts Anwar.


Chris: Dude, it was a sand nigga.


The guard walks over to the three.


Guard: Hey, do you have permission to be here?


Steven: Why, yes we do, Deputy Dawg.


Guard: Okay. Just checking.


The guard walks off.


Steven: I have an idea!


Steven begins running around collecting booty juice.


Chris: Hey, you missed one, Bud.


Chris pulls the drawer out a little further, and sees something that scares him shitless.


Chris: Noooooo!!! Not Martha! NOOOO!!!!


Chris pulls the drawer out a little further, and sees that it is just someone with a shirt that says "Martha Stewart Living".


Chris: MARTHA!!! NOOOOOO!!!!


Chris begins weeping.


Steven: Get up. It's not her.


Chris: Oh. Oh, yeah! It doesn't have her amazing titties!


This is the moment that one of the drawers open, and a body that is dressed similar to a mid-eighties Michael Jackson falls out.


Chris: Uhm.


Steven: Huh?


Craig: (silence)


The dead body hops up and starts moonwalking. It then continues dancing like Michael Jackson.


Chris: AHHHHHHH!!!!!!


Steven: BOOOOTTTTTTYYYYYYYY!!!!!


Craig: (silence!)


The three run out of the room.


Meanwhile, Back In Room 103...


Corey: Oh, yeah Denise. You are so good. Take that cock deep inside you!


Meanwhile, In Sid and Paul's Room...


Shawn: Goddammit, I'm sleepy. Get up Sid.


Sid lies there.


Shawn: Get up!


Sid lies there.


Shawn: Don't make me flog you!


Sid lies there. Shawn flogs him. Sid lies there.


Shawn: Fine dammit. Be that way.


Shawn sets up a wheelchair. He lifts Sid's body out of the hospital bed, and drapes it over his shoulder. He sits down in the wheelchair, and begins wheeling off down the hall, Sid still draped over his shoulder. Lovely. The IV bags are dragging behind them. Let's follow.


Shawn: Goddammit, you're gonna learn to listen to somebody.


Shawn continues down the hall. They wheel past doctors and nurses, and no one says a word. Until they trip over the IV bags. Then they curse. Shawn wheels, and wheels, and wheels....straight to the cafeteria. He pushes the doors open, goes inside, and pulls up to a table. He tosses Sidney onto the table, and hops up. He forces Sid into JUST THE RIGHT POSITION, then proceeds to strip naked. Of course, everyone in the 3/4 full cafeteria is SEEING this, and...on the verge of puking their damn brains out. 'Cause...naked clown. Anyway, Shawn strips naked, and hops onto the cafeteria table, begins spooning with Sid, and drifts off into slumber.


When Shawn Wakes Up....


Shawn looks around, and sees a ton of handicapped children and Dubya sitting there staring at him.


Shawn: Goddammit. This must be that field trip for all the special kids. You know. Special. In that short yellow school bus kind of way.


Dubya: Duwa duwa...and this here kids, is the thing that I was warned I would be when I grew up by my father. He said to me, "Now, Dubya, if you don't grow up to be a big boy and follow in daddy's shoes, you're gonna grow up to be a clown with a big red nose. And if that happens, I'm not gonna give you money. Nope. Not gonna do it."


Dana Carvey runs up.


Dana: Hey, you wanna quit stealing my material?


Dubya: Nope. Not gonna do it.


Dana pulls out his secret weapon.....THE GARTH GLASSES!!! Mike Meyers runs up.


Mike: Whoa.


Dana: Whhoooooaaaa!


Mike: Ha heh, excellent. Alright.


Dana: Party on, Wayne.


Mike: Party on, Garth. Alright.


Mike Meyers points to Dubya.


Mike: Hey, who's this dweebasaurus?


Dana: I don't know. He's a real sphincter, though.


Mike: Shhhaah. He's like, "I'm a sphincter, how do you do?"


Dana: Yeah, it's like...so bogus, man!


Mike: Shaaaah. Like...


Dubya: Shut up, dammit, before I nuke you.


Shawn: Hey! I'll nude you!


Dubya: I said nuke, not nude!


Shawn: Oh. Oh, yeah.


Shawn sits up. He's still naked. He spreads his legs.


Shawn: Ahhh...that's better.


Mike Meyers, Dana Carvey, Dubya, and all the special kids pass out from the pugnacious smell of Shawn's 'nads.


Shawn: Huh. What's their goddamn problem?


Shawn rolls back over, and goes to sleep.


Meanwhile, Back In Room 103...


Corey: Oh, god Denise! I love your tight, wet...oh, wait that's dry....god I love your tight, dry pu....oh, wait, that's your asshole...oh, god I love your tight dry asshole!!!


Meanwhile, Back In Sid And Paul's Room...


Rain: Dude, this is getting boring.


Suddenly, lightning strikes, and thunder booms.


Echo: Ooooo, how romantic.


Echo squeezes Michelle again.


Rain: Oh, god. Evil. Something evil cometh. Hide me.


Rain hides under a chair. One of those plastic hospital chairs. The lightning strikes again, and Branden enters the room.


Branden: I am here. Do you know who I am?!?


Michelle: You are a cowboy!


Echo: You are a flamer!


Michelle: Hey, quit being mean to my cowboy!


Echo: (to Michelle) No. (to Branden) You are a flamer!


Branden: No. I am Moleculo. THE MOLECULAR MAN!!!!!!!


Suddenly, the lights go out. Darkness fills the room.


Rain: Oh, god! I'm dying! Someone fucking save me! Help!!!


Echo: Dude, chill! Nothing's happening! I can see! Night vision, remember?


Rain: Big goddamn deal if you can see in the dark! Most people can!


Echo: Chill!


Rain: No! Quit telling me to fucking "chill"! Ass!


Echo lets go of Michelle, and runs over to Rain.


Echo: Dude, get the hell up! Everything's okay!


Rain: Moo!!!


Echo: Dude, it's cool. I know lightning. Me and lightning have a very close connection. Get up.


The lights come back on. Branden is missing, and Hawse is standing there holding a huge bloody knife. The floor is also covered in blood.


Hawse: CUM GUZZLING GUTTER SLUT!!!


Michelle: Hey! Where'd cowboy go?


Echo: Whoa.


Meanwhile, Back In The Morgue...


Zombie: Hey, unh, oh yeah...Annie are you okay, are you okay, are you okay, Annie? Oh, hee hee hee! Ow! It's just a thriller....thriller night....and no one's gonna...


Meanwhile, In The Hallways...


Steven: BOOOTTTY! Booty! Bottle booty! Booty shoe bottle botty booty!


Chris smacks Steven.


Chris: Say something that makes sense, Bud!


Steven: BOOTY!


Chris: Yeah.


Steven: And...BOOTY MOO!


Chris: Booties don't go moo.


Steven: ZOMBIE BOOTY!!!


Chris: Yeah.


Steven: BAD BOOTY JUICE!!!


Chris: Okay. Whatever.


Chris turns to Craig.


Chris: So, what do we do now, Bud?


Craig points to a door. The three enter. They see several people lying about the room. Craig walks over and picks up one.


Craig: Baby. Yum.


Craig proceeds to eat the baby.


Craig: (Silence)


Steven: I want their booty juice!!!


The baby's booty juice dribbles down Craig's chin. One of Craig's spikes wobbles and falls to the floor.


Craig: (picking up the spike) Slut.


Steven runs over and licks up the booty juice. All of it.


Craig: (silence!) Away!


Craig walks backwards, and leaves the room. Chris and Steven follow. They enter another room, and see more bodies.


Steven: Whoa. Talk about letting the bodies hit the floor.


Craig: Don't make me hurt you.


Steven: What? LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR! LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR! LET THE BODIES HIT THE.....FLOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRR!!!!


Craig punches Steven.


Craig: (Silence) (Muff)


Chris: (pointing) Dude, look.


Craig and Steven look.


Chris: Dude, is that?


Craig nods.


Steven: What is it?


Steven runs over, and hops on the thing.


Steven: COOL!!! It's an airplane runway!


Chris: No. It's Shawn, naked, lying on his stomach, and you're hopping on his bare naked ass.


Steven: Oh. Fun. Oooo! Booty juice!


Steven begins attempting to extract Shawn's booty juice. Shawn farts. Steven passes out.


Chris: Dude, cool.


Craig and Chris exit the room.


Meanwhile, Back In Room 103...


Corey: Oh, oh, god YES! YES! Oh, YES!!!


Corey makes a few more thrusts, and collapses to the side.


Corey: Oh, god that was good. I'll be ready again in a minute or two. Oh, god....


Back In Sid And Paul's Room...


Rain: He's gone?


Echo: Looks like it.


Michelle: Must have found a cow to fuck, or something.


Echo: Yeah, I guess so.


Rain: Hey, look! Scratch marks on the wood! He was abducted!


Echo: Hmmm...I think you're right. Dude, I think a person might have done it...


Rain: Hawse! It was Hawse, goddammit!


Hawse: Yep.


Rain: Dude, I think I just saw Anthony walk by!


Hawse: I'ma kill his ass!!


Hawse runs out of the room after Anthony. About this time, Matto and Raven walk in.


Matto: There that son of a bitch is!


Matto runs over and grabs Jim.


Matto: You fucking stole my pot!


Jim: No. I smoked it!


Matto: Son of a bitch!


Matto begins punching Jim. Kari runs in.


Kari: Get the hell off of my Jim!!! o_O


Kari runs over, and begins pounding on Raven.


Kari: Don't fucking hit my Jim! O_o


Kari continues pounding on Matto. Finally, she stops. She then proceeds to latch herself to Jim's leg.


Kari: Jim is mine! O_O


Jim: Oh, great. Another one.


Rain runs over, and latches onto Jim's other leg.


Kari: No! My Jim! ^_^


Rain: No! Mine!


Echo: Fucking share!


Rain: No. Fuck this.


Rain gets up and walks out of the room.


Echo grabs Michelle again.


Echo: I swear, one of these days, I won't let go.


Kari clutches tighter to Jim's leg.


Kari: X_x


William Shatner walks in.


Shatner: I....have found some startling new results...about your friends here...they...have an extreme case of.....


Sorry, you'll have to tune in next time to find out....says so in the soap opera rules!