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Bro, What Happened? Page #2
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Hey, watch the mouth.
All right, you look
good back here.
Drop your pants.
What?
Time to search your a**hole.
Oh, I don't think so, dude.
Is he good?
Yeah, he's good.
Follow me.
Sit down, be quiet
and don't speak
until you're spoken to.
What?
Very funny, Tom.
You are so...
Oh, you two may go.
We were so scared.
Thank you so much.
Get the f*** out!
Get the f*** out!
How dare you!
Oh.
I didn't get to hear about
Joseph Smith.
Oh, God.
What's that?
Oh, no, what is that?
You're a cop? I'm not a
cop. I'm not a cop. I'm Cal.
He's Cal, Tom.
His name is Cal.
Cal? I'm Mr. Tom.
Hi. This is my beautiful
wife Cherry Lu Rou
and this is my place.
I bought it,
so she'd stop dancing.
That's monkey boy.
We feed him cocaine
and bananas.
That's his diet, man.
I won him
in a very dangerous game,
Of Huila in Colombia
and he doesn't speak English.
I speak English.
See, look at that...
Ping pong girl sent me here.
Oh, ping pong girl.
We love ping pong girl.
We love ping pong girl.
Hal, are you my friend?
What?
He wants to know
if you're his friend.
Yes, I'm your friend,
Mr. Tom.
Good.
I love friends.
You want a drink?
You want to talk about
baseball?
Let's talk about baseball.
No, I just need
to get, um...
I just need to get
an eighth of coke
and a gram of weed
or an ounce of weed
or an eighth of coke... Whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa whoa.
I don't remember
what I need right now.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
You're freaking me out, man.
Are you getting nervous?
Hold on. I'm not nervous.
When you get nervous,
I get nervous and I don't like
to get nervous.
I'm not nervous.
Prove you're not a cop.
I'm not. Okay, okay, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Bring, bring, bring,
bring me the mirror.
Ow right here.
No, no, no, no, no, no. Let's do it.
We are going to do cocaine. Yeah.
Put it right here,
put it right here.
I don't think so. I don't think
so, I've never done it before.
Oh, f***, I'm wearing
wearing flip flops.
Whoo!
Whoo!
Oh my God, please no,
please no, please no.
I really shouldn't do this.
I really don't feel
like I should do this.
I don't feel like...
You're gonna like it.
You're gonna do it.
You're gonna love it.
You're gonna love it.
You're gonna love it.
Do it, do it, do it.
I got to leave
right after this.
Oh!
You did it!
Oh, my God, you're my friend.
You're my friend.
My friend!
Bring the bouncer
a gram of coke,
and mother f***ing Bob
an eighth of weed.
Guys, can I just get
my drugs just so I can...
I got to be somewhere.
Get him the drugs.
Get him the drugs.
Where do you have to be?
It's just a college party,
MF Bob's.
Oh! I'm going to MF Bob's house
tonight.
Party, there's a party there.
I'm meeting a client
there tonight.
Well, I want to go
to that party, Tom.
It's crazy.
He's like a...
Oh, drugs, here they are,
my friend.
Here you go.
That's $600, pal.
$600?
600 bucks?
I only have... I don't have
600 bucks. I only...
I didn't know drugs
were expensive.
Come on, give me the money.
I want to go to the party, Tom.
All right, come on.
I only have $100.
Are you kidding me?
He works for me.
He was over here, he make you
drugs and he came back.
I pay him for that.
Sh*t.
I said I want to go
to the party, Tom.
I want to go to the party.
I have an idea.
Give me the $100.
Give me this.
You keep that, all right?
Here, honey, you can have that.
Here's what you're gonna do.
and you're gonna
take her to the party,
but you're gonna
wait till she gets dressed.
Okay?
You happy?
Yes.
I love you.
Okay, good.
You watch her
and keep your eyes out
for a Mexican name Cheeba.
He's coming
I'm gonna meet him there later.
Yeah, sure.
Okay, good.
I'm gonna say something to you
and I want you to listen.
If anyone touches,
I'm going to take clippers
and I am going to cut off
your testicles
and I'll feed them to you.
If she gets a splinter
- anything, you know what I'm gonna do?
I will cut your throat open
and then I'm going to pee
in your eyeballs. And then
I'm going to open your neck,
I am going to take a sh*t
inside your f***ing neck
and I will f*** your neck.
I will sh*t rape
your f***ing neck!
Do you understand that?
Yes, Mr. Tom.
Oh, sorry, God.
It's the cocaine, man.
I'm sorry. I was out
of my mind, that's all.
I meant it,
but it was out of line.
You're my friend.
I love this guy.
I love you, Cal.
You're my friend.
I can't believe
we're f***ing babysitting
a drug dealer's wife.
I mean, haven't you seen, I don't
know, Scarface, Pulp Fiction?
This sh*t always ends badly.
Look at her, man.
Dude, these are movies, bro.
In real life Mr. Tom
is a f***ing psycho, dude.
He's psychotic.
His name is probably
not Mr. Tom.
You know, f*** it, we're
going to the party, f*** it.
Yeah, man, okay. As long as we stay
out of trouble and I promised Beth,
I'd stay out of trouble.
Dude, f*** that.
I can't believe you're nuts
are the size of freaking
beach balls of the baby battery
you got backed up in there.
You try saying that again.
I don't know
what that means, man,
but Beth
is my fiance, all right.
We're getting married.
Yeah, you're way too the f***
young to get married, bro.
Like, way too f***ing young.
Yo, what's up, shark stain?
Oh, my God.
Hi!
I've missed you so much.
Cherry, what are
you doing here?
Well, Jew-baka over here
was nice enough
to invite me to the party.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
We're actually just talking
about marriage.
Oh, my God. I think you guys
will make such a cute couple.
Like, I'm voting
yes on gay marriage,
so you faggots can like...
No. This dipshit
is getting engaged.
He hasn't farted
in front of his girlfriend yet.
Dude, what does that have
to do with anything, man?
You haven't farted
in front of your girlfriend.
You can't take
your relationship
to the next level, dude.
Yeah, I mean, like, Tom and I
are so close that only
like, I've seen him sh*t
down some guy's neck.
We should probably
get going, right?
Yeah, it's like a 20 minute
walk to the party, so...
20 minutes away?
Oh, my God, Cal, you can
sit down and rest on the way.
Come on, dude.
Let's go f*** this pig.
I'm like already tired.
Scribble dibble,
it's Meester live
from mother f***ing Bob's.
We're looking for Jamie.
Oh, hey, Jamie, there she is.
Jamie!
Oh, I'll be right back.
Dude, are we Eskimo brothers?
Yeah, man.
Come on in, bro.
Good to see you.
Yo, lo...
Where the f*** you think
you guys are going?
Yo, we're with Jamie, bro.
Dude, who the f*** is Jamie?
She... she was right here.
Hey, man, you better
check yourself
before you biggety
wreck yourself.
What the f*** did you just say?
Nothing, dude,
I'm just kidding.
Damn straight, man, and I'm gonna
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