Bad Night Page #5
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I miss you,
too. I miss you, too, baby.
Heh. Hey, hey. Send me a pic.
Yeah, yeah.
Tsk. Girl, I meant of the baby.
Ha ha ha!
I'm messing with you,
I'm messing with you.
Hold on.
I got another call.
I got to take this.
Hold on. Do not hang up, baby.
Do not hang up, all right?
- Yeah.
- Hey. It's me.
Hey. What up, Ari?
Nothing much, buddy.
I'm just checking to see
how your night is going.
Must be pretty weird to be back.
This is just one job, all right?
But thanks for asking,
though, Ari, you know,
because at first I thought
it would be kind of weird.
Wheels, get real!
I don't care
about your night, OK?
I need updates, I need updates!
All right. Well, nothing's
really happened yet, man.
I mean, it's kind of
weird stuff actually.
They got some disguises,
and now they got me
waiting outside
of some restaurant.
OK, OK. They're weird. It's OK.
What are they like?
Are they hot?
Hey. Tell them to come
over here afterwards.
I got hot tub fixed.
Dude, what's wrong with you?
What? You can come, too.
There's two of them.
I'm out, man.
Baby? Booga-booga!
Wheels, I'm not wife.
Thanks, Ari.
OK. Here we are.
OK, weirdo. You know the drill.
Again? My God,
you girls must be exhausted.
OK, but real talk for a second.
I need to get a burrito
or something
because my blood
sugar is crashing.
I'm hyperglycemic, so if I...
- Bye, Brian.
- It's a condition.
OK. Yeah, no. I'll just
stay here while my body
eats itself and I slowly die.
Don't worry about old Brian.
I'm stuffed.
I don't think I'm ever
gonna be hungry again.
Me, too.
Guten abend, Frauleins.
Have you enjoyed everything?
Perhaps a cup
of our house coffee.
Each bean is hand-picked...
- Aw, thanks, Teddy, but...
- Theodore.
Just gonna take the bill.
Thank you.
This was so much fun.
I seriously don't
want it to end.
I know. Me either.
What else can we do?
I will literally do
whatever you want.
Anything?
As long as this night doesn't
end, let's do anything.
I mean, it would be a shame
to waste these outfits.
We do look amazing.
Yeah, we do.
That was so fun. Great idea.
I know. I just wish
I got this stain off of me.
Dude, you can hardly see it.
Don't worry about it.
Baby, I say we home school
our kid.
Look. I'm down for home college,
you know what I mean?
I got to go. Hey.
What happened to you?
You all right?
What happened in there?
You said you
could barely see it.
You can't, you can't.
I hate to see what happened
to the other guy.
So can we make a few more stops?
Do we have time?
We do if you drive fast enough.
You didn't say nothing
but the word.
I used to live the dream
Dirty money
would flock to me
But now I'm left
to wash society
And the limousines that
used to drive me around
I used to fight the night
The dice was loaded for me
A Jesus Christ
I thought that was
just a urban myth.
But now it's dark
And I can barely see
the ground
If I could turn back time
Wouldn't sell it for a car
A girl, two girls
or even nine
- You got to race them.
- You got to race them.
- You got to race them.
- You got to race them.
- Jeez!
- My God.
- Go on, go on!
- Go, go, go, go!
Just pop right through.
I used to feel
And I used to dream
Of what I could be
It gave me fuel to
want to work on me
But I got dragged
into the material world
Yeah
So now I'm cynical
I can't feel
anything at all
I'm just another king
without a crown
Heh heh. That's good.
That's funny.
If I could turn back time
I would make my honor mine
Wouldn't sell it for a car
A girl, two girls,
or even nine
All right.
So how long you think
it's gonna take?
How many times have
seen me do this?
And take the throne
in the coliseum
Got it.
- OK.
- 1, 2, 3.
Hold, hold... just...
all right, OK.
I... 1, 2, 3.
No. You... I pull, you push.
No. Push.
- I pull...
- 1, 2...
I pull, you push.
- OK.
- 1, 2, 3.
Ooh.
I would make my honor mine
Wouldn't sell it for a car
A girl, two girls,
or even nine
What?
No likes?
What?
I mean, I'm not gonna like it.
Just get the ball rolling.
One like.
Now we wait. Heh heh.
This is awesome.
I don't know about this.
Are you sure?
Are you serious?
We have to remember
this night forever.
We could just take a bunch
of pictures or something.
No. Those will
disappear in the iCloud.
This needs to be permanent
like our friendship.
All right. Fine,
but my dad's gonna kill me
if he finds out.
I wasn't asleep.
I wasn't asleep, was not asleep.
I was dealing with some
important inventory.
What's... whoa!
What is happening?
Wait. I... OK. I'm sorry.
OK. You guys are on drugs.
No. We're not on drugs.
Me neither up until a few
weeks ago when I found out
I was eight months' pregnant,
but, um... pbbblll...
it's like you live
and you learn, you know,
on that one.
We just want to get tattoos.
She does. I'm still not sure.
You know I want to get
a real job someday,
and statistically
speaking, people
with tattoos really
limit their options.
Thanks.
Sorry. I didn't mean that.
All right. Look.
Here's my book.
Look through it, see if anything
kind of jumps out at you,
but I don't do tramp stamps
or Chinese symbols
unless you happen to be Chinese.
These are really great.
Thank you.
My God. Look at this one.
It looks just like
a penis or something.
Ha ha.
It's a rocket ship.
Yeah.
I see a rocket
with balls on it.
I love space exploration.
She does. OK.
Why don't we just
do butterflies?
That's not too bad.
Really?
All right. Tat us up.
OK. Two butterflies.
I will try not to make
them look like penises
with wings.
Excuse me.
All right. I texted Ari,
let him know we made the switch.
OK.
Look at this guy.
What? Yo.
Hey. Open the trunk.
Sh*t.
No. What is going on?
Yeah. All right, Rocky.
Go get them.
I'll be quick.
Excuse us.
What's going on here?
God! My God!
Aah!
My God! Aah!
What is happening? No!
Sh*t!
Aah! Aah!
What is he doing?
You got this,
you got this, buddy!
Aah!
He is the worst getaway driver
I've ever seen.
No argument here.
I wish I had my contacts in.
You're done.
t is so cool!
I love it so much. Thank you.
You are so welcome.
It looks really,
- really good on you.
- I know.
All right,
Buzz Aldrin, you're up.
I don't know anymore.
What do you mean
you don't know anymore?
We made a deal,
and I have a tattoo on my foot.
I didn't sign a contract.
I don't want to do it anymore.
What do you mean a contract?
We're best friends.
We don't need to
sign a contract.
It's already engraved in
our heart.
It's a friendship contract.
Exactly.
Fine, fine. Let's do it.
Whatever. I don't care anymore.
Ink me. Come on.
Ink me hard. Let's do it.
Hey! You need to calm down, OK?
I'm hung-over. Please.
OK.
Start talking.
You can probably take
the gun out of his mouth.
What is happening?
What are you guys doing?
Why do you have guns?
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