Eating Out
Coming!
Who is it?
Phone service ma'am.
Phone service ma'am.
Hi.
Howdy ma'am.
The phone. it's in my
boudoir.
it works fine ma'am.
Does it?
You didn't call me for the
phone.
I did.
Where do you think you're
going?
Maybe this isn't such a good
idea.
You called me for a reason.
Okay...
I thought you were cute.
You like that, huh.
Please.
Hold still.
Please...
stop, this isn't funny.
it's not funny to call in fake
phone trouble and waste my time.
You're scaring me.
Damn right, b*tch.
Stop!
I have a stun gun in here!
Go for it.
Did you come?
No...
did you?
No, I was faking it for you.
I was faking it for you!
Jesus Christ, I thought you
were-
I thought You were coming.
I'm sorry Tiffani, i-
I can't get into it with you
Caleb, You didn't even
grab my titties.
it didn't occur to me.
you?
Look at them Caleb.
meet.
But not you!
I don't think this is working.
I can be meaner.
I need a little shake en' bake
in my iife.
I need to feel...
dirty.
Filthy.
You're so...
S.u.V.
Double coupons.
Family fun.
Caleb, it's over.
Tiffani...
Good-bye.
I waited twenty-four days to
have sex with you.
Well
I didn't want to seem like a
slut.
Tiffani...
Caleb?
Leave. I gotta jetta.
My belt?
F***ing b*tch!
Give me another chance.
I am not...
a slot machine.
Goodbye Caleb.
You're a...
decent boy.
Nice ass.
Heterosexuals are a f***ed
up species.
Twenty-four days!
And then one week of not
raping her mean enough
and then I get shut out!
Almost like a computer man.
You do every little thing right.
and then wham
sad face fatal error
For us, sex on the first date
is a given.
You figure out hardware
mismatches
and move on.
Oh, well it's just so easy bake
for you.
Most guys don't know when
to
stop moving on.
At least you get laid all the
time.
Hey, it's like 104 days
between dates for me,
because I don't look like you.
Like me?
gorgeous,
muscular ego.
So what happened to that
Jason thing?
Justin.
Guys around here are like
day-old donuts,
I mean I eat them because
they're there,
but you don't want to invest
anything in them.
right there.
You don't have to starve.
Caleb, I'm on Friendster,
my life is so Not-Having-Sex
and the City right now.
if oniy I were gay.
Honey,
come out or stay in,
do not Heche me into a
Mariah.
I don't mean literally.
Oh of course, liliterally.
You know what I mean.
You know
it's easier for us to get
chicks too.
Straight girls love gay boys.
I could have any girl I wanted.
Shut the f***.
Serial killer.
Remember Marcy Brooks?
Shut the f***! Milkshake
Marcy?
came out,
senior year
To see if she could she could
cure me.
But you were a geekazold.
No offense.
Because I'm gay.
Now I really want to be a fag.
Jennifer Seaver.
Jenny the Beaver!? Fire-
crotch?
Shoves her fist in my pants.
Full-on grabs my corndog.
Swearto God I was gonna
puked.
They feel safe with us
because we're not a threat.
Like how they get naked in
front of puppies.
We're just puppies with d*cks.
You know, some girls with
their puppies-
let them eat them right out.
Read that in the Kinsey
report.
My spec-i-a-lity.
What I woulda done with the
Beav.
impregnated her.
Got a sh*t job.
Sounds real hot.
She's not even your type.
So
for me if they thought I was gay.
Stop thinking.
You just look pretty and turn
the letters.
No! But I mean-
Let's get a Sofia Coppoia
things straight here.
Being gay is more
than listening to good music
and eating low fat foods.
have to do to convince the general public.
bashing?
No,
What you need to do is
campus
and smoke his pole.
to p*ssy smorgasbord.
I'm hungry.
I'm not your b*tch.
Oh my God!
You pricked it Gwen! You
pricked it!
I can't believe it!
Oh Gwen, I love you!
I love you too, Joey.
Which one do you want?
Oh honey, that one!
Oh, it's so big!
I love you Bunnycakes!
And I love YOu Gingerbutt.
Mongoloid.
Dildo.
Ooh,
where'd you learn that ''big
girl'' word?
Your girlfriend.
Oops,
I mean
ex-girlfriend.
it's my brother, he just got
dumped.
Hard.
Who told you, you little bah-
witch?
I know.
He totally is.
uh, excuse me why don't
you?
Oh okay, why don't I just turn
into gaseous form for a minute.
Smells like you're halfway
there.
Dogs have a heightened sense
of smell.
With with an ass that big, it's
like
spotlights to us.
Those are headlights
and I don't plan on braking.
Keep on pedaling, you're
almost to a busy intersection.
The intersection's only busy
because you're giving half-price blowj*bs.
What are the rules to this
game?
I don't know but you just lost,
loser.
Freak.
I'm on the phone.
He won't leave me alone.
Go graze outside.
Stop mooching.
Go back to college and eat
your instant Ramen.
Mom!
Caleb's drinking out of the
milk carton!
Am not!
it's the acidophilus!
Caleb, Honey? You okay?
We heard you got dumped.
You're way hot!
You're accent sexy.
accents, Huh?
I don't like to kiss.
You're kidding.
Seriously.
You can play with my nipples
if you want.
Y'know,
kissing is so 1990s.
Gay?!
Well, a little bit.
it could be a phase.
Please.
Can you list any tracks on
Madonna's Like a Prayer album?
um, Express Yourself,
Cherish,
Oh Father-
Vogue...
No honey, Vogue was on Dick
Tracy.
it's not a f***ing phase,
you're full-fledged homo.
Jesus, what'd I do?!
Well,
didn't you ever suspect
that- I mean
I am a little...
I know what you mean.
We're all just
people.
Just
bodies with
organic needs.
We need satisfaction.
We shouldn't deny our bodies.
Let's not deny our bodies.
Honey, it's not going to work
this time,
I'm pretty gay.
Oh, I was good enough for you
last night you f***ing f*ggot.
You're not being very positive
about this.
I couldn't be any more
positive if
I was gang raped in a
repository bin
at the needle exchange!
All I do is help gays come out.
So who are you f***ing?
Well, i
haven't had sex yet.
Hah!
I mean, except with you.
And some other girl.
Get out!
Well, can't we be like, best
friends or something?
I already have a gay best
friend.
Yeah,
Marc.
is he single?
Get out!
it's like I'm on a conveyor
belt.
A little piece of sushI no one
wants.
You lookin' for Mr. Right Now?
Please, I'll settle for Mr. Five
Minutes Ago.
Sorry.
No prob-
-lem.
Joey
just remember!
Every time you suck a dick!
Every time you poke some
boy
in the brown eye!
Just remember that you've...
eaten...
P*SSY!
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