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Birthday, Bitch!
[theatre]
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Bet this really takes you back
I could never find yours, Zack
Excuse me
What the hell is that?
It's a piรฑata, Matt
Put it there instead
You wouldn't want to hit your head
I wrote a song for us to sing
They'll be here any minute
I need tape
Got cups?
A plate?
When I go like this, we'll begin it
Happy birthday, Ivy, you are the special birthday bitch
We got you some Vagisil to help clear up that nasty itch
That's pretty, Nadia
She'll love that
Towels, stat
She's gonna die
We should be so lucky
Be nice
Why?
Mary Jane made some brownies
They are dope
My favorite
Mine too
Ooh, spacecakes
Cool, who made these?
Does he know?
Please
Know what?
I need a cup
I may have to crash here tonight
There's no way I'm gonna make it home
What the hell, the bed's still warm
'Cause Ivy never sleeps alone
Same old gift from different givers
Throw the dog another bone
Time to go
Sorry, bro
Are those her panties?
Yes, indeed
Guess who's horny?
Him
Agreed
Open shop, take all you need
I would wear three
Maybe I'm not being clear
They're here
Quiet
These are so good
Sing out, Louise
Guys, where are all the cups?
Shut up
One, two, three, four!
Happy birthday, Ivy, you're the ugliest of all
You are the worst and most perverse to roam Cecilia's hallowed halls
Your mother was a hooker and your father was a dick
He poked her in the toaster and the pair produced a pig
Whose brain is awfully tiny and whose ass is awfully big
Happy birthday, bitch!
Happy birthday, bitch!
Happy birthday, Ivy
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Then they took that little bitch and they fucked her in the ass
Sorry
Happy birthday
Matt planned the party
Some of it
Thank you, this is very sweet
She's loaded, what happened to her?
You told me to keep her busy
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You don't wanna play?
Nah, why are you so happy?
I wish your piรฑata were that big
You do know those are pot brownies?
Oops
I want to go back to the rave
The two of us dancing together
Out there in the open
So then what's stopping us now?
I hear our song on the radio
And I don't care who knows
Lower your voice
What is wrong with you?
I think we're missing so much
Jason, I wish I could shout it
Shout how much I love you
Hey
Hey, you any good with a stick?
Uh, what have you heard?
Come help me
Sure, give me one sec
Don't go
Peter, stop
God, but the raveโ
Was different
We don't live at a rave
Look, you have to stop acting like this
Like what?
Your boyfriend?
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