Say you take a trip to the Philippines.

You go out for a night with your Filipino friends.

They're going to get all the 12-year-olds.

Right.

It's like, why did I even go to the Philippines?

What else is there to do there?

If you're not there to knock down 12-year-old ass, you know, what is there?

I guess I get like a Samoan tattoo and then come home.

I don't know what else I'm supposed to do.

From the smallest room in New York City comes a show that gives you a reason to live.

An unlucky man was found beaten to death and stuffed under the mattress of a midtown hotel room.

Guess his sleep number was 187.

Murder.

Either that or someone left it for the corpse fairy.

By the way, under the mattress, perfect place to hide a body.

Virtually undetectable.

Until the next guest, you know, like a bed's kind of lumpy.

Looks like a prostitution scam, according to a police source.

The victim brought a woman back to his room who he believed to be a prostitute, and the two were followed into the room by four men.

Surveillance video captured the group entering and leaving the room.

Several guests called the front desk about the loud noises coming from the room.

But each time the security guards came to the door, they were greeted by a scantily clad woman who explained,

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