Excess Flesh Page #3
Seriously, reinvent yourself,
become the cu...
Slutty cum-guzzler Trevor
always wanted you to be.
It can't be that bad,
you just got to be particular
about what you feed him, right?
Yeah, you could
do your research.
You're good at that, remember?
Really good.
Seriously, you could save
your marriage, Jennifer.
I don't want him back.
So you don't want
a piece of cake?
I want you to let me go.
Well, now we know what it's like
to want something from someone
and not get it.
Frothy and nasty.
Aah! Help, help me!
Somebody help! Help. Help me!
Help! Help!
- Help!
- Stop it.
Stop your screeching.
months and so has everyone else.
Oh, wow. That was easy.
Or were you faking it?
You don't have to convince me
of anything, honey.
Okay, where were we, let's see.
Problem areas, problem areas.
Arms up, please.
Up! Please.
Just remember,
everyone can hear you.
And by the way...
no one cares.
Is anybody in here?
Hello, it's Rob.
Look, if you're in there...
what went wrong, that's all.
I've been calling... a lot.
And I have your Tupperware,
so...
Oh sh*t.
I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.
It's okay, it's not,
it's not your fault.
Have you see her at all?
- No.
- No?
No, I think she's at work.
Oh.
Oh.
Did you hear that?
F***ing cinch.
What?
What's so funny.
Nothing.
Nothing...
What?
- It's just-
- Huh?
What is it you're saying?
Nothing.
Are you saying I'm...
Are you saying I'm fat?
I'm a fat pig? Huh?
Like, I just can't
control myself?
Is that what you're saying?
I'm happy.
Happy? Show me happy. Show me.
Stop crying, stop it, stop.
It's not that bad.
It's not.
Jennifer st...
Oh my God, Jennifer, stop.
Not tonight. Would you please?
Maybe eat my dinner,
and wait for Steven.
Here.
Stop crying.
- Another one?
- Yes.
- Another?
- Yes.
Really?
Really that is so f***ing rude.
What?
I'm sharing with you.
You're not gonna share with me?
Huh?
That's the way we do it, right?
Right? Isn't that how we do it?
I don't understand.
What? You don't?
I don't understand? Ugh!
Of course you don't
f***ing understand!
Because you're too f***ing selfish!
You're too selfish, Jennifer.
You want them all,
you can f***ing have them all!
F***ing have them!
We can't let any of
them go to waste, okay?
None of 'em go to waste.
Eat 'em f***ing all right now.
Eat 'em, please.
Going to rehab.
It's the middle
of the night, mother.
Oh.
I had another dream about you.
And you...
were... perfect!
I know you will do whatever it takes
to get your life back on track.
Mommy will call you from rehab.
Okay.
Work harder! Work harder!
I'm so tired.
I said dance.
Dance.
Make it sexy.
Rob told me you are
an excellent dancer.
So show me how you
make the boys go wild.
Dance.
Jill?
Open up the door.
It's, it's Rob.
Open up the door! God da...
What?
Are you okay?
I'm fantastic, okay?
You, you look...
I've been calling you.
Why haven't you answered?
Would you get your
hand off the chain?
Let me help you.
Let me help you, okay?
Take your hand off the chain.
I understand. What the f***?
Rob?
We are back.
It is the final dessert round,
and one of these chefs will be
preparing their last meal.
Chef Amy, what are you
preparing for us?
Well, I have just put some
delicate almond
lady cakes in the oven.
And I'm going to dress them with
praline lace sponge sugar
and a bit of
fresh whipped cream.
That sounds...
There's been some kind of explosion.
There's so much smoke.
I can't locate chef Amy.
I dominate.
Was that your strategy
all along, Chef Adam,
to kill your opponent before
her desert presentation?
Are you that worried about
Chef Amy's cooking skills?
We knew this challenge
would not go unanswered.
How is she going to compete
with the simplicity
and elegance of her
competitor's presentation?
Ooh, love the undergarment.
the ecstasy collection,.
Come on. F*** me.
Well, that's an approach.
I thought with the panties,
it would be classier.
Rude and over the top!
Looks like she's going
back in the box.
Ooh, I am liking this.
This is showmanship.
Did she study gymnastics? What?
She majored in fashion
merchandise at Parsons.
I'll give her points
for creativity.
Who knew the body
could bend like that?
A for effort, but overall
another disappointment.
I wonder what she's getting.
Does she have time
for an extra ingredient?
You know, I don't know, but she needs to
pull this off if she wants to stay alive.
Are those kumquats?
Yes, they are.
You eat those whole,
is that right?
Yes. The flesh, it's quite
sour, but the skin is sweet.
When eaten together they produce
an unusual, but refreshing flavor.
Fascinating.
Oh, that is just sad.
Theatrics didn't serve
you well the last time.
Who is throwing fruit?!
Her muscle control
is impressive.
Game on.
This is competition,
ladies and gentleman.
What a battle!
Looks like she's going back
to the Mystery Box.
Handsome.
This could be a game changer.
Interesting!
I am not prepared
to evaluate this.
You look like sh*t,
she looks like sh*t, right?
This is not in my contract.
Crawl b*tch!
Are we cutting to commercial?
F***ing crawl b*tch!
Come on, crawl!
We're going to have
to consult the rules.
Come on, come to papa.
Um...
Bye, Rob.
I hate this dress!
Where'd you go?
Baby... Baby.
Oh, stop crying.
Sorry.
F***ing filthy! You're f***ing filthy!
You're so...
F***ing f***!
You little f***ing slut!
You can't even stay out
of my f***ing dream.
No! No, Jenny, no!
Jenny?
Jenny.
Jenny!
Hey, did you see Jenny?
She's got red hair.
She's... in trouble.
Why won't anybody help me?
Jennifer!
What? What?
You okay? What happened?
You are not fit for company.
What are you doing out here?
- No, no, no.
- Miss. Miss.
Oh, hi. What?
Officers, thank you so
much for being here.
That's my roommate.
She is having a really
bad sleep disorder.
It's been going on for months.
And honestly,
she's on a cleanse as well.
her sleep cycle.
- Just settle down here a minute.
- It's crazy.
Why don't you sit back down there...
catch your breath.
Good idea.
Miss.
What?
Have a seat.
Calm down, please.
Look at me.
Tell me what's wrong.
I told you, it's a nasty Master
Cleanse, and the sleep deprivation.
I mean, you know how it is trying
to lose a few pounds, right?
Not that I know, I mean,
that you know,
cuz you're really fit,
in good shape.
And your costume fits... I mean, outfit,
or uniform, fits really good...
Okay, okay, a cleanse,
and sleep problems.
But that doesn't explain...
One can't just go out in public
half dressed looking like that.
Yes, that's what I'm telling
her, all that time, right?
But she wears...
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