di: lets go, what are we waiting for, f8ck.
silence.
lying on round bed propped up on his elbows.
di: lets go, i am waiting.
turns on side, sniffs, rocking head back and forth, tapping his thigh with palm, camera zooms in on it. cracks knuckles. camera zooms in on a wallet in his back pocket that can be seen through a big hole in the pocket.
silence.
now sitting up on round bed.
di: oh, pain everwhere. (moving his neck around)
di: oh kristin, oh kristin. getting a date with kristin. (ed: not sure i heard that right.) will never happen. let it go. aspirin to kick in. (Burps.) thank you very much.
he has moved into the SR again.
di: *****. uh.
working on a kink in his neck. exits SR. into kitchen.
di: now i know how nick felt. princess. hypocrite. tweaker. come out to play-ay. come out to play-ay. (Singing that part). its one oclock. lets roll. lets roll. what the f8ck is taking so long. why did you wake us up so early. didnt know youd get that much excitement, did you? i did.
weighs himself.
di: 175. thats cool.
goes into toilet room (WC). exits. fixes shirt at sink, gets towel. washes hands. dries hands. twoel seems to be all wet, he tosses it aside. exits bathroom, into living room, clicking fingers. into big bed bedroom. looks in round mirror. into small bed bedroom. danielle is sleeping in there. dick is quiet. exits. into round bed bedroom.
di: i wish you guys would get a move on with this. come on, their sh8t talking upstairs cannot be that good. not better than the sh8t talking im going to do outside. come on.
starts swooshing sounds and whistling. puts on a red bandana.
di: stop singing. cant help it, motha f8cka.
straightens up the round bed. walking around in round bed bedroom. starts feeling behind the draperies in there. has surprised look on his face.
di: (to camera): hello (in british accent). lets go man, lets go. im tired of this. (laughs) FOTH.
now lying on round bed. might be farting. snapping something with his fingers. yes he was farting he fanned the air with a pillow.
di: f8ck yeah. that slop makes you fart. chicken george yeah man yeah. they are smelly ones too, makes it reek. now im getting all flat and i was pumped too. i feel like going back to bed. im never going to listen to you guys again. i had so much fun. (something about dustin.) oh my god. that might be the most fun ive had since ive been here.
now lying on round bed on his side.
di: whoever is behind that wall is f8ckin loud. it sounds like a woman.
waves at the woman.
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