All Out Dysfunktion! Page #7

B.B.B.E.,

you heard of us, right?

- Yeah. -We just merged

with number two. Yeah!

- That's good.

- I tell you what, man.

Next week, we'll get lunch

on my dime, all right?

Here's my business card.

I'mma make you a f***ing star.

Know what? You're right.

This is good.

This is good.

This is supposed to be.

Get in here.

Let's seal the deal.

Let's sign the f***in' contract.

Only live once, right?

Go ahead, right into

one nostril, plug the other.

Come on, f***er, man up.

Man up.

Come on,

pull the f***in' string up.

Yeah, yeah!

Inhale that sh*t.

Burn your f***in' insides.

Melt your f***in' brain.

Give me a f***in' hit of that.

- It burns!

- Good, it's supposed to.

Whoo!

F***in' enjoy it.

I feel like I have

concrete in my throat.

Yeah, that's the trip, baby.

That's the best part.

Special k, motherf***er!

Yeah!

Special k.

Yo, yo, t.

Whoa, t, you all right?

Whoa, dude, that's a...

dude, that is a $2,000 suit.

Get the f*** off.

Get the f*** up.

Somebody help this f***in' guy.

F***!

F***ing cocksucker!

You see what I do?

I take a f***ing chance

I give you a f***ing shot, this

is how you f***ing repay me?

Go f*** yourself.

You're a f***ing nobody.

- Get the f*** outta my way.

- Help me.

Help.

Help.

Can't stop f***ing jawing.

It's okay.

It's supposed to be that way.

Candy.

Candy!

Yo! Yes.

What the f*** do you want?

You forever and ever.

And ever.

Oh, god, you smell so good.

Listen, do you have any blow?

You need to get back to your...

have you ever had

a wet nightmare?

Get the f*** off my stage.

I will do it for you.

I will be that person.

I don't like to,

but I will do that for you.

- Do you have any blow?

- Got Molly?

Yeah, yeah, sure.

Whatever you need, honey.

Listen, you ask gator

and he's got it all.

Mm.

- Downstairs.

- Thank you.

- F*** off. No. -Told ya

gonna get my dick, b*tch.

Gonna get my dick, b*tch.

F***...

drink

some of that Mr. moist.

Take my f***in' dick, b*tch.

F***.

Oh, yeah.

I told you

i was gonna get that moist.

Shut the f*** up.

You seen that white lady, man?

- What?

- You got that blow?

Eat a dick.

- Get the f*** outta here.

- Fine, bro.

Love yourself, bro.

- I love nitrous.

- Hello, ladies.

You are so pretty.

Oh, my god, do I know you?

- Please god, tell me.

- No.

But you could if you want to.

Oh, my god, that was so much

a better answer than just yes.

Tell me what I need to do.

I will do anything, girls.

Anything.

Fresh out the tank.

- Come back.

My little balloon.

Oh, my god.

Oh, my god.

Oh, my... oh, my god.

How old are you girls?

- Fourt...

- eighteen.

I'm just gonna say this

out loud, that's recorded.

Tell me into the camera

that you never saw me.

- We never saw you.

- Oh, very good. Okay.

End record.

Listen, girls.

Here's the deal.

We're off the record.

- I'm coming right back here.

- Where are you going?

I just... I have to find

this stupid f***ing person.

Listen, just

don't go anywhere, okay?

Or I will find you.

If you stay,

you can take all of the Molly

in that entire case.

Have a great time,

in fact, girls,

please take all the Molly

'cause we're gonna have

so much fun.

You guys...

god, I hate you, Carrie.

Whoo, Jesus Mary-Kate

and Ashley Olsen.

Who the f*** are you?

Y-you l-like

huffin' nitrous?

- Well, i...

- we like huffin' gasoline.

Okay, you two are...

Let me know when you're ready

to graduate.

Mm, I'm good where I am.

Oh, you want a shot?

What is she doing?

- I want what she's on.

- -I'll take two.

Right? Right?

Oh, sh*t.

No, no, no, no, shh.

Shh.

Okay.

What the f*** did you do?

F***, f***.

Oh.

- Oh, my god.

O-m-g.

Carrie.

Whoa, what are you on?

Okay, yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, yeah, monkeys.

So much cocana.

- Yeah, f*** her.

- You guys are doing...

f***in' f*** that b*tch.

Carrie?

Yo, Carrie, wake up!

What the f*** are you doing,

motherf***er?

What the f***

are you doing, man?

Get off my f***in' roommate,

bro!

- Get the f*** outta here!

- Carrie, wake up!

- Get the f*** out!

- Carrie, wake up!

Get off my roommate.

Get... get of me, man.

What the f*** are you guys

doing in here?

No!

Carrie!

Carrie, wake up!

F***er, you scumbags!

I got you on tape,

motherfuckers!

Come out here

and fight me like a man,

you f***in' coward!

You wanna fight, huh?

- You wanna fight?

- Yeah.

Damn straight!

Oh, god.

Come on, let's go.

Ah, damn it.

Clarelle?

- What the f***?

- Clarelle?

- What's wrong? Are you... -oh, please,

I'll sign an autograph later.

What are you talking about? And

what is with the nail and the dirt?

I'm sure we'll see each other later.

Bye-bye, darling.

- Clarelle.

- Bye-bye.

What the f***?

Stay down, b*tch!

You're so beautiful.

Big fan.

Big, big fan.

Just gorgeous.

Just gorgeous, darling.

Such a star.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Oh.

- Clarelle.

- You inspire me.

Clarelle, we love you.

We love you, clarelle.

I'm gonna f***ing find

somebody to f***.

Yeah.

Clarelle, what are you?

What are you doing?

Oh, yes, darling.

Why are you carrying

those sticks?

Would you like a photo?

Clarelle, give me that pan.

Get off of me

and don't touch my things!

Have you no manners, sir?

I knew you had it in you.

It was just a matter of time

before the world would see.

I told you I could do it.

Father would have been proud.

I knew you could do it,

dollface.

Paul.

Why now, all of a sudden?

For years, you wanted me

to do what you wanted.

Now...

I'm capable.

You finally got over yourself.

You got out of your own way.

Eh, you get what you get

when you get it, right?

I wouldn't have loved you

all these years

if I didn't believe in you.

You're still as foxy

as the day we met.

- Oh, don't talk that way.

- I've missed you.

Oh, I've missed you, too.

I never stopped.

Come away with me.

Just you and me,

the way it used to be.

Leave all this madness behind.

Clarelle?

Oh, I guess I'd better get back.

The stage manager

is waiting for me.

Paul, let go of me.

Clarelle?

- I said let go.

- Shh.

Drink, Carrie, drink, drink.

- Good, good, good, go, go, go.

Okay, good girl,

good girl, good girl.

Oh, we've got such

a great future together.

Oh, look at ya.

Just like old times.

Just you and I, kiddo.

You okay?

Jesus, you stupid

f***ing beautiful b*tch.

Clarelle, open the door.

Don't make me kick the door in.

- This party's over.

I'm ending it.

- Tyrell?

- Gator?

Oh, god.

Thank god.

- Oh, f***. -Thank god, listen.

- Look at me.

Look at... what the f***

is wrong with you?

Did you take everything

i gave you?

God damn it, listen to me.

Go find clarelle, okay?

- Where is she? -I don't... go

f***ing check her room, go.

- Sorry, sorry, move.

- F***ing Christ.

You're doing so good.

- Yeah, just let go.

- -Open the door, clarelle!

That's it.

- Clarelle!

- That's it.

Open the door!

Clarelle?

Clarelle! Oh, my god,

what have you done?

Somebody help!

Oh, my god, f***.

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