The script for John Landis’ “An American Werewolf in London”, London Film and Television Museum – January 2012.
I thought it a good idea to try remember this film classic in some way after seeing that “An American Werewolf in Paris” was getting play on cable.
~JLB Tosche

Do You Wanna Touch Me (Oh Yeah)

Title - Do You Wanna Touch Me (Oh Yeah) by Joan Jett & the Blackhearts

The continued adventures of The Losers Club through Richie’s POV. Anything in italics is Richie’s beautiful ADHD mind at work.

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Eddie looked down at his attire, “When did I put on your shirt?”

Richie grinned mischievously, “You forced me to give it to you.”

Eddie raised his eyebrows skeptically, “That sounds fake.”

“You did!” Richie insisted, “And refused to tell me why you wanted to wear my shirt.”

He put his hands up in defense, “Whatever you say, liar.”

Richie woke up to a harsh light shining on his face. Fuck you sun. He was really groggy from staying up late drinking with the Losers the night before. They had beers and Vermont ciders, but he was regretting not having his usual glass of water before he went to sleep. They watched 3 movies (Beauty and the Beast for Ben, Eddie, Beverly…and me, An American Werewolf in London because I make them watch horror films, and Back to the Future - the First one because the others SUCK) before finally going to sleep around 4:00 am.

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