Natural Born Pranksters

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Dude get off me!

Yesterday during the final, a guy

ran out to the field with the phrase,

"Natural Born Prankster"

written on his chest.

Nothing says "good clean fun" like

spending the night in a Brazilian prison.

That just... Oh!

Hey, what's up buddy?

It's snowing outside

man, not a whole lot.

Ugh! I know. I got some good

news, though. Call Vitaly.

All right, hold on.

- Hello?

- Yo, V, you waking up at 2 p.m.? Come on.

Two girls in my bed,

you know the deal.

- Yeah, right. Listen, I got some good news.

- What?

We're making a movie. The guy

called, he wants to make the movie.

- A porn movie?

- Not a porn...

Like an actual movie, a prank movie.

Get rid of them chicks,

we're bringing the d*cks.

Real 92.3, LA's hip hop and

R&B, it's your partner Big Boy,

the voice of Los Angeles,

matter of fact, LA.

We looking at some beautiful

weather man, it's gonna be sunny.

But let me tell you all, those boys

from Ohio and that crazy ass Russian,

they are on their

way to Los Angeles.

So, with that being

said, watch your back.

You have been warned.

All right, so here we go. So, at 8:00,

you're gonna have your first person here.

We expect all these people to be prompt.

They've been told that

the person who lives here,

John, which is each one of you.

- So we're John every time?

- You're John every time.

You don't really know me.

Your boss lined this up. Your

boss can be an agent, a manager.

You guys can be yourselves if you want.

So, hopefully these people will be

on time. Thanks a lot for coming by.

- My normal girl's out of town.

- Cool.

- What do we do for a living?

- I'm all jammed up.

- Whatever you want. That's where you can improv.

- Okay.

Oh, it looks so good.

Okay, go.

- How does that work?

- Boner prank, take one.

Can you hold it with your legs

and kind of let it go later?

Can you, like, put your

legs together and hold it?

Oh, she's here. She's here.

Hey, she's hot.

- Oh, hi. How are you?

- Hi. Good. How are you?

- I'm John.

- Nicole.

Nice to meet you. Thank

you so much for coming.

Oh! I've just been so tight.

- Do you do a lot of massages or...

- Mmm-hmm.

- That's all you do?

- Yeah.

Ah, that's perfect.

Just the right amount of friction, too.

- No way!

- She's looking at it?

Yeah, look.

- How long have you been doing this?

- About five years.

Oh my God. You smell so good.

- Thanks.

- Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Oh, yeah!

Still a little harder.

- What's up?

- Nothing.

Yeah, just a little

faster and harder, please.

A little excited?

Oh my God. I'm so sorry.

Oh, my God.

Is this... This is normal, right?

Um... No... Uh...

Rock, paper, scissors, shoot. Motherf***er.

I'll go grab him for you.

- Hey!

- Hey. How are you?

- What up?

- John.

- You're John, I'm Bob.

- John.

- Bob? Bobby.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

- Where you from?

Topanga Canyon.

Where? From Nigeria?

- No, Topanga Canyon.

- Oh.

- We're good.

- What kind of work do you do?

I'm a music producer.

- Are you?

- I do beats.

- Yeah.

- Wow.

How often do you get treatments?

- Usually like, once a week.

- Uh-huh.

But usually by a female, never a male.

- Well...

- But I heard male hands are nicer and stronger

and they can really, you know,

do what needs to be done. You...

- I usually work exclusively on women, but...

- Oh!

I don't mind working on you, and...

Wow, you've got a hot body.

- You take off your shirt. That's awesome.

- I'm 62.

62? You look great.

What the f***?

Whoo!

I love it. You energize.

Yeah.

- I'm an energy kinda worker, too.

- Oh, yeah.

- Are you uncomfortable? You look a little bit.

- Not at all.

- Let's make some eye contact.

- Okay, sure.

- I have no problem with that.

- All right.

Yeah, I'm just gonna put my

arms out like that. Keep going.

You can do whatever you want, man.

- Just keep going.

- I'll work around it.

I never had somebody touch me like that.

That's cool.

Sorry about that.

You can take your jeans off.

If you're cool with that.

We're in the house, dude. Just

jeans off if you're fine with that.

You know, I would feel more comfortable

- if you take your jeans off.

- Really?

Oh, great!

Shut up. Shut up.

What was that?

Oh, I'm just talking about my job.

I almost got fired today.

Wow. That's tough being, you know, in

a position where you might get fired.

Let me see your butt.

So, how many...

How many males did you ever have sex with?

- None.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- Oh, wow.

- I'm not...

- What if I just give you one kiss?

Whoa, my boner's going crazy.

F***!

What's this?

Hey, welcome to Tailpipe Dreams, man.

Tell the camera your name and

what kind of car do you have?

My name is Joey Alcazar.

I have a 1958 Chevy Del Ray.

My name's Angel Antunez.

They call me Bullet.

My car, Primeros, '68

Chevy Impala convertible.

And why do they call you Bullet?

You don't want to know.

Robert Salinas, AKA Hollywood.

I have a 1964 Cadillac convertible.

And so, how long have

you had this Cadillac?

I probably had it about 15 years.

Well dude, it matches you.

- Yeah.

- It's like a good match.

That's why they call me Mr. Hollywood.

Ah, that's good, man. So, what

do you enjoy about your car?

What do you love to do with your car?

You know, I just got into the

Uso Car Club a couple years ago.

We just love the family

that we build in, you know?

And you know, when we see each other,

it's like we've known each other for years.

Hey! Wait. Hey! Are those

guys with you right there?

- Hey!

- Hey!

Hey we need to get attention

to this... Robert's car here.

We got some people. Maybe

we gotta call the cops.

- What are you doing, bro?

- What's that?

- What are you doing to my car?

- Getting gas.

Wait, you're getting

f***ing gas out of my car?

- Yeah.

- What are you doing that for?

- Because...

- 'Cause why?

- What are you doing?

- I know this looks bad, bro.

- I know it looks bad.

- Chill. Relax. Why would you do that?

- Get the f*** off my car.

- Mr. Holly...

Get the f*** away from my car!

Get the f*** off my car!

Relax... Relax!

- Get the f*** off my car.

- What am I...

- Get out of my car!

- Relax! Let me get my gas.

- Get... Get...

- Let me get my gas.

You motherfuckers!

- Relax.

- Okay, we...

If you would ask for f***ing

money, I will give you money!

Don't touch people's f***ing car!

- Give me a kiss.

- What's your name, bro?

See, why do you have to be a punk?

In Russia, we give kiss to

each other to say goodbye.

Get the f*** out of here!

- Do you want your ass kicked?

- For what?

- Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo!

- What's your problem?

Let's get the cop, we'll get

the police coming, Robert!

Why you talking sh*t, motherf***er?

Come on, motherf***er!

Come on, motherf***er!

Come on, motherf***er! You

want to f*** with me? Let's go!

Just one gallon, bro, one

gallon. One gallon for my moped.

One gallon for my moped.

Okay, I'm leaving. I'm leaving.

F***! He's crazy.

Don't hit me with a belt.

Please! Please! Please! Please! Please!

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