Flashback
Houde was at home, or at least at his parents house, since the accident his lab was involved in no other lab would hire him. His simple boring life has become nothing but pathetic now. Coming home, he thought about change, and how he needed it in his life.
He picked up the phone, and called his friend, Random.
Houde: Hey buddy
Random: Houde, what's the problem today.
Houde: Still working at the damn McDonald's place
Random: Sucks to be you man.
Houde: I swear, if one more person tries to frame me for spitting in their burger.
Random: Someone tried to frame you for spitting in their burger?
Houde: Yea, this guy called McCheese did.
Houde started to open his mail.
Houde: So, how's the project coming?
Random: Pretty good, pretty good, I'm doing the finishing touches this week, should be sent in by friday, then I'll have a cool week of no work
Houde: Good good. Hey....I just got this weird thing.
Random: What is it?
Houde: An invite, for me and guest, to try out a new Steamboat. They are paying for everything it seems. Evidently I was chosen by a lottery for this thing. I wonder if it's real.
Random: Who's sponsering it?
Houde: Nothing, just has a circle on it, with the letter 'E' in the middle.
Random: Cool cool...so...need a guest?
Houde: I get the damn bed, the letter was in my name afterall numbnuts.
Random: Works for me....
Present
Houde, Project, and VVD were joined by Moonie, TGO, Baxter, and someone who was going by the name of Dr. Strangefate.
Houde: So, that's how I got here.
VVD: Me too brah, I bet it was the same letter.
Baxter: I had a huge run of bad luck recently, thought this letter was going to be a turn around.
TGO: Moonie, I have this sinking feeling, this ain't a gay cruise.
Moonie: Don't give up hope.
Dr. Strangefate: You two are gay? Well, in that case...
Project: Do you know 10 out of 15.5 gays have a VD.
VVD: They do not have me....
Project: VD mister, not VVD.
VVD: Oh...
Moonie: I so wanted some hot dance instructor ***.
TGO: Me three.
Dr. Strangefate: So you two aren't gay?
Moonie: Not me, he may be though.
TGO: HEY!
Houde: Tommorrow, we need to look for fresh water, and a food source.
Dr. Strangefate: What about your friend? Do you know if he's around?
Houde: No idea...last I knew, he went to party on the poop deck.
Baxter: Hunting, I can take care of that.
VVD: How? You a hunter?
Baxter grabs a knife, and hucks through the air.
It hits TGO in the middle of the forehead, handle first.
TGO: GOD DAMN IT!
Houde: What the hell? What were you thinking?
Baxter: I thought it would stuck in the chair behind him.
TGO: That kills man! I'm going to have a mark now!
Baxter: Relax, relax
Dr. Strangefate: good thing I'm a Doctor,,,I can fix you up in a jiffy?
TGO: You can fix a bruise on the forehead?
Dr.Strangefate: And give you a prostate exam.
Moonie: I hope I hever get hurt...
Houde: Project, what's the stats on idiots staying alive on an island?
Project: One in a million...
Houde: I thought so.
VVD: This **** is ****ed up....brah.
