It had been a slow day at the Teaching Princeton Plainsborough Hospital, so Cuddy decided to take everyone camping. The ducklings, House and Cuddy all crammed into Cuddy's cramped station wagon, while Wilson stroked his tumors in the trunk. Tumors always gave Wilson big hairy boners. Unfortunately there's no such thing as the "wilderness" in New Jersey, so they had to set up camp in a dump five miles away. Foreman got out and stretched his legs when Wilson accidentally stepped on the gas with his long erect penis and ran over him. "YOU DUMBBITCH NIGGER" angered and hurt, Foreman opened the door and kicked in the glove compartment. Suddenly big black dildos started pouring out of the hole. He never knew Cuddy's station wagon ran on dildos. "BITCHES DIS IS MY CAR IMA GET SOME CHIGGIN" Wilson screamed with utter delight sped off into the nuggeit, abandoning everyone at the dump.
Once all the crew was out of the car, it was a race to find the best makeshift bed for the night. Cameron took a comfy tire that she could fit her entire anorexic body into, Chase found a pile of broken glass and used syringes, Cuddy and Foreman fought to the death over a rusty car door, while House had been smart enough to drag along Volger's fat and very dead body. He snuggled the enomous man's saggy butt and sucked on a twinkie he found in his pocket.
Then it got dark. It was night.
Unbeknownst to the rest of the crew, Chase often suffered from night terrors. Cameron didn't know this because after they had sex once she kicked him out the window and that's how he broke his right titty. "ROBERT GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUULEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET" he yoddeld the night. It had all started when he found out he had a twinkie for a pen.is.
When the night was over Foreman was all bloody and had a tire on his ankle. He had ran and hunted down Wilson for abdonaning them. So he butchered and cooked him for breakfast. But just then a crane tipped over onto Foreman and he died from AIDS.
The end.