Hi, I'm Louis Pine, and as you may already know, I'm a genetic werewolf on my dad's side.
I'm about to experience my first transformation.
Welcome to my crib camp. I've got everything a transforming wolf needs for the full moon.
We've got meat sticks, smoked, three different kinds.
We've got muffins, two kinds. Fresh.
And, canned.
"Going to be a fat werewolf."
Haha, very funny viewer. I'll have you know you don't want to start your
lupine life on an empty stomach. Trust me.
(crunch)
(laughs)
Muffin in a can.
This is pretty good.
(laughs)
For later.
(gasp)
(guitar noises)
Any requests?
(laughs)
No? Ok. Well, uh, this is a song my dad used to sing to me. It's about a good wolf.
(guitar music plays)
I uh, I can't remember any of the words.
(guitar music plays)
(guitar playing suddenly stops)
Sydney, have you seen Louis? His mom's looking for him.
Um, no, mom, I haven't seen him.
(On phone) No, she hasn't seen him.
(On phone) If he comes by I'll definitely give you a call. OK, take care. Bye, bye.
(Louis on the computer) Oh look, some replies to my post on survival.com.
There's one from Alex, he says: "Dude, don't eat all your muffins too early."
Thanks Alex, but uh, it's a bit late for that.
(laughs)
Alright there's one from Wolfy, he says: "Make sure you have a pencil handy so
you can still type when you turn into a wolf."
Will that really work?
(keys jangle)
(typing)
Stigma says: "Nobody told me it would be this painful. I can still feel my bones are shaping."
Thanks Stigma, that makes me feel so much better.
(rain drops on roof)
Oh, great. Rain.
(birds chirping)
Oh no!