EPISODE 4: DAMN SHONA, BACK AT IT AGAIN WITH THE WHITE COUCH
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Cameron: Shona, no one is helping me find my couch.
Shona: So?
Cameron: And I understand that you aren't going to help me without payment.
Shona: Oh sweetheart, I would help you out if I could, Scout's honour!
Cameron: Boy Scouts or Girl Scouts?
Shona: First of all, fuck you.
Shona: Second, Its just that I have a lot more pressing matters at hand then finding your tacky, frankly disease ridden pile of garbage.
Shona: No offense, honey. It's just uber tacky.
Cameron: I understand, which is why I'm willing to offer you $200 to help me find it.
Shona: Holy shit.
Shona: Where did you get this much money?
Shona: Was it prostitution? Because honey, you can do SOOOoooo much better than that.
Cameron: No, actually. Not this time.
Cameron: Betsy gave it to me so I could hire someone to help me look for it.
Shona: Wait wait wait wait wait.
Shona: Betsy's giving out free cash again?
Cameron: That's not the point, the point is I need you to help me find this couch.
Shona: Fuck that noise, if she's cranking out the dough again then mama needs to get in on that action.
Cameron: Shona, wait!
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Shona: OPEN THE DOOR BETSY.
Shona: ITS ONLY FAIR THAT I GET SOME OF THAT MONEY.
Cameron: *stress sigh*
Cameron: I'm gonna go outside.
Betsy: MMMNNEFUCK OFFFffff you stupid BITCH. I'm trying to get some of FUCKING SLEEP.
Cameron: Take a walk. Get some oxygen in my system.
Cameron: That will be nice.
Shona: OPEN THIS DOOR NOW.
OUTSIDE THE APARTMENT
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Sam: Eyy yo, asshole
Cameron: Hello?
Sam: Yeah, you.
Sam: You live here?
Cameron: Yes?
Sam: Do you know the guy that lives here who smells like grape jello and dresses like an irish prostitute?
Cameron: Do you mean Shona?
Sam: Yeah, him. That faglord.
Sam: The asshole, total faggot by the way, gave me this couch a day or 2 ago and I'm bringing it back.
Cameron: My couch!
Cameron: Where did you find this?
Sam: Are you retarded? I just told you he sold it to me.
Sam: And I'm sick of thinking about it so I'm bringing it back here.
Cameron: Thank you so much.
Sam: Do you know what was in that couch?
Sam: There was a folder of like, porn of costumed mascots of sports teams and women in spandex doing the do hidden under the pillows.
Sam: Fucking disgusting shit. I felt like a choir boy after the priest's "special time".
Sam: The whole couch stank so bad. I had to febreeze it like a hundred times to get the dead watermelon and axe smell out of my living room.
Cameron: So, can I have my couch back.
Sam: Hold up, this is your couch?
Cameron: Yes?
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Sam: Jesus christ, man.
Sam: All that porn of with the animals and shit?
Cameron: Well, not animals because technically they're anthropomorphic, so its different than bestiality.
Cameron: It's like when a pedophile looks at drawn lolita artwork, so they don't try looking at real child porn,
Cameron: or stuff like actually, like, um you know...
Sam: ...
Sam: Jesus Fucking Christ.
Cameron: So, can I have my couch back now?
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Shona: HOLD THE FUCK UP.
Shona: YOU. LEAVE. GO.
Sam: YO. I DON'T WANT YOUR FUCKING MASTURBATION COUCH ANYMORE.
Shona: ALL SALES ARE FINAL. TAKE IT AND LEAVE.
Cameron: Shona?
Sam: I DON'T WANT MY MONEY BACK ANYMORE. I JUST WANT YOU TO TAKE THIS RANCID ASS COUCH.
Cameron: Shona, what's going on.
Shona: FUCK OFF SAM, YOU WHITE ASS CISSY BOI.
Shona: IF YOU FUCKING READ THE EMAILS I SENT YOU, THEY SAID IT CLEARLY IN BLACK AND WHITE.
Shona: YOU TAKE IT YOU KEEP IT END OF STORY.
Shona: OR WAS IT TOO HARD FOR YOU TO READ ON ACCOUNT OF YOUR 4TH GRADE EDUCATION?
Sam: YOU KNOW WHAT? YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT?
Cameron: So, am I getting my couch back or...
Sam: SHUT YOUR GODDAMN MOUTH SHONA. YOUR COMEDY ACT SUCKED ASS, YOUR CRAIGSLIST ARTICLE WAS BARELY LEGIBLE, AND YOU SUCK SO MUCH DICK, YOUR BREATH SMELLS LIKE THE REFRIGERATORS AT A SPERM BANK.
Shona: UGGGGGHHHHHH WHY DO YOU GIVE SO MUCH OF A SHIT?! BURN THE COUCH FOR ALL I CARE.
Sam: OH NO WAY KING FAGGOT OF THE ANAL DIVERS.
Sam: I'M LEAVING THIS RIGHT HERE AND DRIVING OFF. THIS IS YOUR PROBLEM NOW.
Shona: OH NO YOU DON'T
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Cameron: Well...
Shona: Ugh, total asshole right? Like I'm not crazy.
Cameron: Did you sell that guy my couch?
Shona: Sell is a strong word, more like I let him borrow it indefinitely for a profit.
Cameron: Shona! That's my couch!
Shona: Hold up, I know that but hear me out for a second.
Shona: You know that Comedy Club down off of the 9th?
Shona: So they had this thing going on where anyone could go up and perform stand up comedy.
Shona: And they do this every thursday night, and I was really stoked to do this because, you know, it could jump-start my career.
Shona: the only problem is that it costs a lot of money, like $10 up front at the door.
Shona: So I pawned off your couch to pay for the entrance fee.
Cameron: Shona, how could you?
Shona: No ok, so heres the funny part.
Shona: So, no pawn shop in town would take it, because its super nasty. Sorry sweety, but it is.
Cameron: I liked it!
Shona: Not finished yet, don't interrupt me.
Shona: So no one would take it, right. So I put it on craigslist and I said "hey, free couch. just pay my entrance fee for comedy and its yours"
Shona: Which is a smart idea, because then I'm getting a date and money and rid of that reclining petri dish.
Cameron: You could have at least told me.
Shona: So Sam picked it up and we went on a date, and he was super rude the whole time and kept saying things like 'you betrayed me' and 'i can't believe you have a penis' and 'oh my god please put your penis away you're still on stage.'
Shona: Rude guy, total asshole.
Shona: So I guess this is his petty revenge for me spray painting his car.
Cameron: You spray painted his car?
Shona: Oh yeah, I forgot. I followed him home and then I spray painted his windshield while it was sitting in his garage.
Cameron: What a jerk move.
Shona: I know right? Total manchild left me high and dry at the club.
Cameron: Not him, You. You've been a jerk to everyone today Shona, and I don't really appreciate it.
Shona: Sorry for trying to do you a favor and help you clean out your shit. Looks like I'm the bad guy yet again.
Cameron: Can you at least help me carry this back up to our apartment?
Shona: Hmmmm
Shona: Nah.
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