Cherry Pop Page #5

that was a little harsh?

No, dear.

This is my last warning.

Girl!

Sh*t.

Okay..

What the...?

Hey.

Okay.

What, what, what.

Okay.

Girl.

You didn't see this?

My God, you're sleeping.

All right.

Hey.

What is this?

You, such...

Girl, you are crazy.

No, no, no, wait,

wait, wait, wait, wait.

My God.

God.

Zaza.

Sh*t, but I be

putting up a fight

But they fought back,

they was kicking my liver

No f***er's trying to

give me the doody shiver

Trying to hold it in

Quick, go get the others.

You know, I really should.

You know, everyone's been

raving about that movie and,

and I love that

Australian b*tch.

What's her name?

Anna Nicole Kidman.

No, b*tch, would

you get the f*** up?

Zaza's about to kill herself.

-You don't have to yell.

-B*tch, go!

-Sh*t.

-Run. Move!

-I'm a girl, I'm saying.

-Yeah, you are,

check it

do I got lipstick on my teeth?

Yeah, how many teeth you got?

No, all of them.

This - - you still

got that bag, under?

Nu-no, b*tch,

I ain't got your damn bag.

I feel like sh*t.

What the hell is wrong?

Kitten sent me.

Something about,

something about renting a movie.

God, what was it?

- My God.

- I can't remember.

Move, b*tch.

But got lucky,

passed out in my car

- No.

- Is she sick?

Sh*t, I got to get

this on film.

Woo.

Going down, b*tch.

Come on.

Girl, what is this news

that you got to tell us?

Zaza's killing

herself or something.

What?

-Zaza's gonna kill herself?

-Yeah.

My God.

-Yeah, come on, b*tch.

-No b*tch, no.

So, what was all this about?

Well, I guess the cherry

likes to have sex with ladies.

Big deal, I have sex in my

lady clothes all the time.

No, I mean like,

like real ladies.

Like post-op?

Picky, picky.

-Like women.

-Come again?

Vaginas.

Hell, vampire sh*t.

Girl, what,

did she kill herself yet?

I don't know yet,

concerned friend.

Now, help me try to

get into the room. Come on.

Hey.

Stop. No, no, wait,

wait, wait,

wait, wait, wait, just...

Girl, Zaza,

it's not worth it, baby.

Really, you're telling me

that I'm heartless,

but you're telling her

she's worthless?

Girl, please.

Heck yeah b*tches,

that child worth it

- I just stayed in bed

- My God.

When I sh*t in my pants,

I just shake it out the leg

Baby girl.

Shake it out the leg,

shake it out the leg

- When I sh*t in my pants

-I got you.

Girl, get that door open.

Hey, mother f***er.

Hey.

You get down, girl.

Hold on. Hold on,

I got this, I got this.

Hide your kid,

hide your wife,

this thing's about

to blow y'all.

Yes.

No, no, no.

Sh*t.

Blah.

Where is she?

Window.

My God.

My God.

What?

My goodness.

- Jesus Christ, where's Kitten?

- My God.

Who's gonna

clean this sh*t up?

My God.

Choriza just puked

all over the stage

and you're supposed to be out

there doing damage control.

Girl, Zaza just

fell out the window!

-She what?

-Come on, move!

If she dies,

can I have her - -?

My God, my God.

We'll be right down,

I'm gonna call the ambulance.

-I'm gonna call the ambulance.

-Where's the damn phone?

I'm gonna, I'm gonna,

I'm gonna do this shot, b*tch.

- Watch this.

- Can I have some?

Mother f***er.

Where the f***

did she come from?

Hey, girl.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Okay, good.

Come on, girl, get up.

-Get up.

-Stop slapping me.

-Okay just.

-Just...

Leave me here to die.

Can you just like, I don't know,

move over a little bit,

and just die like right...

Let me be,

you heartless reapers.

G... we agreed

that was consensual.

Look, could we just

move Glen or Glenda

or whatever the f*** here,

so I can

move this car please?

Hey, back the f*** up,

mister tow truck man.

Look, I'm just

trying to do my job.

I said now,

you Toby Keith,

Duck Dynasty, devil's reject,

John Wayne looking mayonnaise

on a grilled cheese eating

sandwich mother f***er.

It's a long day.

Hey, baby, you okay?

Okay, Zaza,

you have to get up,

or we have to call

you an ambulance.

-Ambulance?

-Yeah.

Yeah, we know your broke ass

ain't got insurance,

come on, get your big ass up.

-Come on, big bird.

-Mother f***er.

There we go.

Yes. Look at her.

She's doing it.

Let me get these...

There we go.

Grab the boats.

And the gravy boat

shoes, I got them.

-Are you okay, girl?

-No, I'm not okay.

What do you think?

I just fell out of a

f***ing window, am I okay?

Yeah, I... I, I mean

I didn't see I just assumed.

Thank you for helping.

You got a handle on it,

big foot.

I will f - - when I'm

done with this show,

I'm gonna f***ing

step on top of your head.

- Come on.

. Sassy.

As the drama was

dying down inside the bar,

my head felt like it was about

to explode on the outside.

Was I upset that I'd just been

exiled by a bunch of outcasts?

Or that a couple of poorly

dressed queens in cheap wigs

and heels just

questioned my manhood?

Of course I was.

I was doubting this whole

adventure, and to be honest,

I was this close to just

grabbing my dress and leaving.

That sounded girly,

but you get the idea.

Help, this b*tch is heavy.

My God, did

she commit suicide?

Ye - - yeah, Blanquisha,

she committed suicide.

And we're making the

corpse more comfortable.

You... okay.

Come on, have a seat, boo.

On the couch.

Jesus Christ, you really

did a number on your car,

didn't you?

It doesn't even look

like a car anymore.

All right.

Anything else I can

do for you, your majesty?

Fluff your pillow?

Curl your lashes?

Massage your feet, maybe?

Thank you for your

sarcastic concern.

But no.

Turn on my music

and leave me be.

Heavy ass b*tch.

Quietly, please.

Girl, I know.

They're all just

so selfish and rude,

but I'm here

to take care of you.

I'm gonna have you relax,

read you one of my monologues.

-And it'll be a...

-Out.

-Yeah, well I...

-Out.

- Jesus.

- Out!

Okay.

Sh*t.

Girl.

All right, that was fun, right?

Hey.

Hey, babe.

Sorry I tried calling earlier,

but I'm not sure if I'm

gonna make it tonight.

That's fine,

don't worry about it.

Are you all right?

-Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

-Okay.

Well, some of the

other performers are quite

interesting.

Yeah, sorry about that.

I...

It's fine.

Are you sure you're all right?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, I'm fine.

I'm, I guess I'm just

a little nervous, you know.

Well, you're gonna be amazing.

I've seen it enough times

to know that.

Thanks.

I'll try my best

to make it, okay?

No, don't, trust me, it's

actually better if you don't.

I, I'll see

you at home, okay?

Are you sure?

Yes. Yes...

Okay.

Actually, I have to keep,

getting ready. So.

Well, break a leg, babe.

I love you.

-Thanks, love you too, bye.

-Bye.

F***.

Girl, I feel like sh*t.

You feel like sh*t?

I just threw up my entire

f***ing lunch over those people.

Well, you know what,

you might have deserved it

after the way

you treated the cherry.

Please, we did him a favor.

Hell, I probably deserve worse.

No, he was too different.

Different?

B*tch, when you first came here,

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