Ted and Dave are dancing along to the music as the party begins to kick into gear. Dwayne "The Schlong" Johnson is sipping on some sweet punch flexing his muscles in a mirror, the two
dodgy looking hookers are finally back awake and are doing lines of cocaine off of Steve Sayor's chest.
Hey Steve Sayor's is here... Cool!
Although he does appear to be passed out already. To much of the finer things in life I would imagine.
This is probably the worse party ever, I mean really nobody is here not even the apparent guests of honour.
But wait....
Who's this coming through the door...
Could it be...
Could it be...
Could it be...
Oh god it is....
Nobody! No one at all just a fucking draft blowing the door open.
Fuck sake.
Ted: "Play that funky music, white boy."
Dave: "Hot shit bro-zone! I think the drugs have kicked in bitches, I feel a tremendous amount of confidence that me you and Miss Silver are going to put on one hell of a sex show on Saturday night.
Ted: "say whaaaattttt! You said it's not that kind of three way!"
Dave: "Well it could be... Fuck maybe we can invite McVeigh and Gilly's mom over there."
Dave points to the hookers who have finally left Steve Sayor's alone. The Schong passes by and pushes Ted and Dave to the side as he walk out of the room apparently fed up of waiting for The Union to arrive. The hookers soon follow his out leaving Ted, Dave and the passed out Steve Sayor's.