Fired Up Page #10

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I said, hey, Tigers! Yeah?

Hold it.

I'm gonna lay my hands on you to get

a really good sense of your movement.

Five, six, seven, eight.

- I said, hey, Tigers!

- Yeah!

- I said, hey, Tigers!

- Yeah!

- What do we like to-?

- Panther meat!

Sweet Jesus, mother of God!

I don't wanna run laps all afternoon.

I have a shrink appointment.

Dude, your cousin stuck his finger

in your ass. Get over it.

Dude, your dad put his wang

on your shoulder.

Dude, your mom gave you an HJ

and tipped you a dollar.

Your cousin whacked you

in the face with his wang.

Come on, your cousin put his wiener

on your plate. You gotta get over it.

Will you shut up, man?

I'm too straight to be gay.

I could watch What Not to Wear

with Nathan Lane in my blouse...

...and still win a straight award.

That's not right.

I could smoke pole

and still be straight.

- I can't say "smoke pole"?

- No.

Carly. Come here.

We're working on a new mount

Bianca came up with.

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

- We didn't order these.

- No sh*t, lesbatron.

No sh*t, Indigo Girl.

No sh*t, Lesbos, island of Greece.

No sh*t, queer-leader.

No sh*t, Dixie Chick.

Wait, what? Just joking. Sorry.

The Fountain of Troy?

I thought that move

was prohibidabido.

It's not prohibidabido?

No, I'm pretty sure

it's prohibibabido.

Cut.

Go ahead and clap.

Mediocrity deserves applause.

Why don't we go find a Ford Focus

and clap around it?

Mascot down!

It's a dragon!

Tell me about that road.

Is it lonely on that road?

Have you made up your mind?

- You gonna waste any more time?

- No!

Then here we go.

- F-U!

- F-U!

You're damn straight. F-U!

I can't take this head anymore.

Oh, the air feels so good.

All right, kiss me.

What are you doing?

Keep it on, sexy beast.

And that's how you kiss a guy.

Okay.

All right, again.

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