#251: PARTY STARTER

DEAN:
Was it the party or the party starter?
Is that the police?
Or some ethereal hallucination in the distance?
Is this my love carrying me home?

My arms outstretched
but on my side
not receiving anyone.

I was on my own
for four days
and I just had to go out and touch
feel something real.

I found you.
I found you.
I found you.

TOM:
It’s just a regular party.
You know the one
but it’s got a party starter
so it’s completely different.

JEFF:
I’ve dropped my keys.
I’m looking for my keys.
Has anyone seen my keys?
FUCK!

TOM:
I’ve invented a time machine
to rewind this hangover
it’s called an All Day Breakfast
it’s not enough
we’re not going to make it.

JEFF:
I need to drive home.
I need to get to here.
My head hurts
my body is bleeding
Where are my keys?
Where can I unlock this door?

TOM:
GRAAAAAAHAAAAAAAM!

JEFF:
Where’s Graham?

DEAN:
Oh yeah, where the fuck’s Graham?
I’m in a ditch.

TOM:
Dean. Dean! DEAN!

DEAN:
What? What you yelling for?

TOM:
It’s Graham.
We lost Graham.

DEAN:
Give me a minute.

TOM:
We don’t have a minute.

DEAN:
Surely.

TOM:
Everyone and their wife have been on the phone.

DEAN:
What did we do?

TOM:
We called the Party Starter.

ENDS