(So, you are accusing youself? Well, if you ask me that is the smartest thing in the world to me. I mean, that is almost something like a retard like Dusty would do.) Dusty: I heard that. (Good, great, grand, wonderful.) Dusty: See if I ever talk to you again. (What are doing just now?) Dusty: I'm sure not talking to you? (But you... ugh, never mind.) Doozer: So, you gonna try to come clean? Well, that might be a good idea. I mean, we all know that you did it. The Dude: *nudges Doozer to get his attention* We do? Doozer: Yeah, of course we do. I mean, that skanky slut, Ms. Scarlet was furious of the fact that the man would not give her more than five dollars for her "services." So, she got mad and killed him. Simple as that. The Dude: Oh, yeah. We all do know that Doozer’s mom is a very, very cheap whore. I mean, if you didn’t know that than you can just get the hell out. (Nobody leaves, not even Dusty.) Doozer: No, Ms. Scarlet is the cheap whore because she only got five dollars. The Dude: Yeah, but she was mad by the fact that she only got five dollars. While on the contrary, your mom only charged me three dollars last night and was very happy with those three dollars, too. Doozer: You say anything else about my mom and I will take your head and shove it so far up your ass that you are going to have to cut holes in your nipples just so that you can see. How do you like that? The Dude: How would I know if I liked that or not? I have never had it done to me before. Doozer: Ugh, morons. Hanging out with not one, but two of them is going to shorten my life greatly. Dazz: Alright, I’m gonna check out the cards to see if Ms. Scarlet is right in her accusal of herself… (Dazz checks out the cards, then looks back up at the four players. He looks back at the cards, but then back at the four players. After about ten minutes of this, Fred Durst takes the cards and reads them out loud.) Fred Durst: No, it was Mrs. Hancock damn it. Great, I solved the puzzle end of this game. Doozer: See, I can tell when people don’t want to do things. I am sensing right now that Fred doesn’t want to play this game anymore. Dusty: Well, that moron just gave us the answer so we can’t play anymore. Fred Durst: You call me a moron? Dusty: Yeah… (Throws his hat on the ground and starts stomping on it.) Dusty: Why’d you go and do that? Fred Durst: Because I am mad right now. Dusty: So, throwing your own hat down on the ground and stomping on it makes things all better? Fred Durst: Can I punch him? Doozer: No, now what game do you want to play now? Go here if you haven’t played Pictionary yet!!! If you have not yet played Monopoly, then come on this way!!!