this?
It's purely sexual.
No shit.
She's into
malacas, Dino.
Ha ha ha ha ha!
She's into malacas!
Do you believe that?
Ha ha ha ha ha!
You can
say that again!
[Blues Music]
Fats, man, let me tell you
my story, man.
Last year,
I was insane for this
crazy little 8th-grade bitch.
Crazy insane?
Insane?
Crazy?
I was nuts
for the woman, man.
I'm tellin'
the truth here.
I was nuts for the girl.
She had big titties.
She wouldn't have had
to worry about no titties
for the rest of her life.
That's the truth.
I called her every night
for like a month.
Every damn night?
Every night, Mitch.
On the telephone?
What's this boy
talkin' about,
on the telephone?
Explain it
to him.
We know
there's a telephone.
But he hung up
on her.
The chick with
those big titties?
You know what
the bitch did to me?
Lay it on me.
Listen--
She kneed you
in the nuts.
She did what?
Bitch kneed your nuts?
Bitch kneed my nuts!
In the family
jewels?
ln the familyjewels, man.
Broke my heart in two.
She broke more
than your heart.
Forget
that other one.
You got
this fIne jewel
sitting by you.
Ain't that the truth,
baby?
That's the plain truth!
Party's over.
Party's over,
says the girl.
Here's money for you--
$50 for you,
$50 for you.
I'll bet $5 that boy
won't make it
through the club.
* Woo, baby *
* Woo, baby *
* You know I love you *
I really shouldn't
be driving.
Listen,
I appreciate it.
I don't feel
like driving.
Okay, forget it.
I'll drive.
Give me the keys!
Will he
be all right?
I warned him about
that blind dog bourbon.
He don't have
a license.
I don't even have
a learner's permit.
Hey, let's scout
another party, man.
What will you
tell Chet about me?
Nothing.
Nothing?
That's not very
realistic, Wyatt.
I'm just trying
to concentrate
on the road.
Concentrate harder.
You're running
a red light.
Oh, shit!
I hate that stuff.
I never listen to it!
I hate this car!
Are you okay?
My nuts
are halfway up my ass.
Other than that,
I'm perfect.
Think of what
you'll do about Chet.
He's one serious idiot.
You're stewed, butt-wad!
Who, me?
Know what time it is?
Uh, 2:00?
Time to pay the fIddler.
I was kind of
counting on you
to be human about this.
Here's the
bottom line, Wyatt.
I'm telling Mom and Dad
everything.
And I'm even considering
making up some shit.
All right, Chet.
Name your price.
$1 7 5 and zero cents,
cash--
New bills,
crisp and clean,
in my wallet by 7 A.M.
Thank you.
Hey, what are
big brothers for?
See you upstairs.
How to be jilted.
Pllllttt.
Shh.
Shh.
The boozehounds return.
What a joke!
Hi, girls.
Feeling kind of queasy?
How about a nice
greasy pork sandwich
served in
a dirty ashtray?
He pukes, you die.
He's not laughing
at you, Chet.
Yes, l am.
Did you tell Chet
about the woman
we made tonight?
He's drunk.
No shit.
No shit, Chet.
You donkey dicks
couldn't get laid
in a morgue.
You're absolutely right.
You're absolutely
right, Chet.
Hey, Gary.
What?
Ha ha ha ha!
He's an asshole.
Look at his haircut.
Anybody with
a haircut like that
is an asshole.
Psst. Lisa.
Where are you?
I'm right behind you.
Surprise!
I won't hurt you.
Your lips feel like
rigor mortis has set in.
Relax a little bit.
I wasn't expecting you
to kiss me.
I mean, I was just--
I was...uh...
.` Oh.`
That was better.
Want to try it again?
If you don't mind.
I mean,
yes, please, ma'am.
.` Oh oh oh oh.`
.` Oh.`
Mmph!
You sure
you're only 1 5?
I'll be 1 6 in June.
You made me.
You control me.
What are you
thinking about, huh?
Um...
women's gymnastics.
Well, I don't know.
I'll do my best.
Good.
Oh.
Wyatt, Wyatt,
Wyatt, where are you?
I'm right here, Gary.
What happened?
I don't know.
I think
it was a dream.
What?
Everything--
Last night, Lisa.
It had to be a dream.

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