Bloodsucking Bastards Page #8

with the woman you love,

immortal at my side.

I'd rather f***ing die first.

Yeah, yeah,

that's the way it works.

Holy sh*t!

I think I'm ready

to turn in my resignation.

Yeah.

You want this job? Then take it.

Die, you bloodsucking bastard!

Oh, sh*t.

Well, this is pretty much the

grossest thing I've ever seen.

I stand corrected. Yuk.

Hey.

Is all this Max's blood?

Uh, some of it's mine,

some of it's Evans.

Yeah.

Gross.

Yeah.

Hey, Frank?

Lost in the line of duty.

I really liked that guy.

Well, on the plus side,

no more vamps.

Yeah.

Oh, hey, another work day.

Bitchin'

EVAN:
Is it weird

that I'm hungry?

TIM:
Oh, I could eat.

AMANDA:
Where do you guys

wanna go?

EVAN:
Well, somewhere without

blood on it.

TIM:
That rules out Denny's.

AMANDA:
Have a pizza.

Sorry, Mom. Are you still there?

Hey! Yeah.

No, you'll never guess

what happened at work.

Oh, you could hear it?

Bastardo!

Welcome to the team.

My office in 10.

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