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- ///Trick or Dick
- [older man] [DILF]
- Edit this script as you like.
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- [Doorbell ring]
- Trick-or-treaters? At 11:19? Who would…?
- [open door]
- AUSTIN:
- /// "Trick or treat, Smell my feet.
- \\\ Give me something good to eat
- /// If you don't, I won't care—
- \\\ I'll pull down your underwear!"
- "Smell your feet" huh? Austin, aren't you, uh, a little *old* to be trick-or-treating for candy? I mean, you even drove yourself over here—I can see your car on my driveway. And didn't you turn 19 last month?
- [Facepalm] Austin. You're wearing your old baseball uniform as your costume. Not only can I see your whole face but your old number too. Of course I know it's you.
- No, you're not getting any candy from me. You're 19 now.
- [He turns away]
- Austin.
- You're *19* now. I can get you something better than candy to eat. Full size too. Come inside…
- [Door closes behind you]
- Your uniform's kind of a lazy way out, don't you think? Hell, even I dug out my police costume and cuffs.
- What would I have dressed you as? I dunno. [You pull him close] Is it too cold to be a Spartan? You're certainly built for it, we made sure of that. Maybe a lumberjack? You're already letting your hair grow in…all the right places. How about a ghost? Mhmm. Get all covered in "ectoplasm." [chuckle]
- But I think, though, that you look best…when you're wearing nothing at all…
- [The rest of the text is smudged by sticky caramel and musky ectoplasm.]
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