Dealin' with Idiots Page #11

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F*** all of you.

You, you!

You, you Soldier

of Fortune-hiding...

He reads Soldier

of Fortune!

He reads Soldier

of Fortune!

I love ya!

I love ya!

[laughing crazily]

I love ya! Oh!

And look at you guys.

What are you all

uptight for?

You're always so

f***ing happy!

Look at you!

Always got something

to say!

You know what you two

should do?

You two should f***!

That's right!

The two of you should be

pumping away.

Pumping away!

How's this for

an instructional video?!

You cocksucker!

Let daddy squeeze

the lesbian out of you!

[whispering] I know you

don't have any money.

And, uh, it's okay.

Just be yourself.

You don't need to have

a lot of money for that.

I'm not gonna hug ya!

I'm not gonna hug ya!

'Cause you're not wearing

a shirt!

Nanny goat! Nanny goat!

Rah, rah, rah!

At night...

I jizz on the field!

I jizz all over the field!

This is for all... the

married men everywhere.

Here's what I'm gonna do.

Oh yes! Oh yes!

Whoo-wee!

[laughing madly

and catching breath]

[under his breath]:

What was I thinking?

[cheerful, jazzy music ]

[song ends ]

[ Glassell Park:

"Calm Me Down"]

[song ends ]

[distant sounds

of kids playing]

[metallic tape measure

wobbling]

[wobbling continues]

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