Dorm Daze 2 Page #9

I kind of saw the ending coming.

All ship personnel, prepare for docking.

I am deeply disappointed...

in all of you.

Mr. Hanson...

Ahh. Ms. Farber...

I do not think I can award either of you...

a grant for graduate school...

since I have seen

nothing out of either of you...

but moral degeneracy.

Ms. Daniels, despite the judges...

awarding you the highest point total...

I'm afraid you cannot receive

the Dobmeyer Prize...

as I have learned that much

of what we saw onstage last night...

was not actually in your script.

And, Dante...

I don't know whether you

can be prosecuted for murder...

but I suspect that intentionally drugging...

and accidentally killing

the late Mr. Stukas...

is still a crime!

And the fact that some of you knew

that Mr. Stukas was dead...

and concealed that information...

in order to continue to pursue

this precious stone...

is too shameful for words!

I'm disgusted

with each and every one of you.

Heh. All for a diamond.

Needless to say...

we'll be handing over the Pharaoh's Heart...

to the proper authorities.

What?

Choo Choo, come here.

Where's the real diamond? Choo Choo!

Who's got the diamond?

Hey, Mrs. Bunkley.

I-I'm really, really sorry about your loss.

If there's anything

that I can do to comfort you...

in your time of need...

Sure.

And by the way...

it's just Summer now.

Summer Solstice.

Take a number.

OK, Summer.

What's up, dude?

Hey.

Oh. This is really, really great.

I'm finally gonna get to have sex...

after, uh, oh, I don't know...

like fifty other dudes. Wow!

Nice, nice, nice!

Newmar, the doctor said...

you have a concussion...

and your hearing

will come back eventually.

What?

He said you can't go to sleep...

or you may die.

Now, what can I do...

to keep you up all day?

Oh. Heh. Um...

Uh, eh...

Oh. Oh!

Ohh!

All obsessed...

with the taste of flesh.

Behold the secrets of

nature's deepest mysteries.

Man turns animal for

the erotic pleasures of women.

And men, tingling with excitement...

trembling with horror...

and throbbing with emotions.

A sanitized study of

a man and a woman.

You must find strength.

Too much...

too often.

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