A plot: While skinnydipping in a hot mud pool in the middle of the woods, a randy young couple's rendezvous becomes a bit less sexy when they find themselves sharing the pool with a skeleton. Which is more traumatizing: finding a skeleton while trying to get it on, or witnessing the littlest Lawrence brother, Andrew, stripping down and talking about his penis? I think I prefer the literal bone, if you know what I mean and I think you do.
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