Get Over It!

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She saw me first

completely naked.

We were only seven, but

yet I have such feeling.

I played for first time

doctors and nurses with her.

She saw my cock

and did not run away screaming.

Anyway, Allison and I

were made for each other.

So I knew

that when she was moving...

that fate

would bring us back together.

Berke.

Berke Landers.

I agree. Allison McAllister.

Of all canteens in the world

precisely they walked inside the mine.

It was perfect. I was dating

with the most beautiful girl.

And we played still governor.

I was the first time in my life

love and it would last forever.

Was I just an idiot?

We need to talk.

You know, everything in life...

even the nicest things...

eventually comes to an end,

right?

Trends persist,

moldy bread...

people die.

I mean... Remember

we met for the first kiss?

That feeling those butterflies

in your stomach?

If we kiss each other now...

was feeling, frankly,

more or less disappeared.

I've already packed all your stuff. That

makes things easier, I thought.

My parents, Frank and Beverly,

present "Love Matters."

That sounds cool.

This is for both partners

a good scolding.

And you have eye contact.

Coolio, you want one sometime?

We are right back.

Here are the CD's, Mom.

Guests are angry

if you do not know their CD.

You were home early yesterday. You okay

okay between you and Allison?

- Not really. Can we talk?

- You know our rule.

- If we are not happy...

- Never mind.

What is it?

Frank, and Allison Berke

have problems.

- Communication Problems?

- Limits on the scan?

- Dependency?

- No, it's not.

Sex is.

She dumped me.

Poor guy.

I would rather not talk about.

- I want to go home.

- It's good.

That's right. Look at that to all those

beautiful... Is that my little sister?

Hey, grab happy, feet home.

That's my sister.

Should you not for a pajama party?

I'm a year younger. He received

pink roller skates on his birthday.

It was a nice gift.

Have I anything to you?

Come on. That boy there

set free navel piercings.

- Okay, here it is.

- So?

I said I was out of town. As

he sees me, he goes by 't lint.

You're Fri

There must get used to it.

You had him to see. It takes a while

before it has processed.

Have you already incorporated?

Allow me.

Who is that?

- Are you first in the U.S.?

- Well, Lucky. So hot you?

Hear what it sissy says?

My father was a diplomat. I lived

abroad. Shanghai.

And I have acted in Amsterdam

Swing Town with The Lads.

- He was already so familiar to me.

- He talks like Madonna.

- She is here.

- Who? Madonna?

- It is perfect.

- You are not going her.

Then you give her your dick

onto a platter.

If you do, you will

its slave. You do not want.

Felix, I piss sometimes longer

then take your dating.

- Okay?

- I think so.

It is wild to it.

Luckily I could catch you.

I'm also glad.

Will you dance with me?

- She is your friend anymore.

- And that's not so bad.

Later, go to my other school.

Sometimes you wanted to marry her?

- Who does that?

- Tell me not Macaulay Culkin.

I call her.

Do not. Do not be so familiar.

You've called her for forty times.

Aside.

He calls himself Striker.

# Love Scud? #

What he said when he gave this to you?

Oh, he asked them if I went out.

You should not so lightly

Duplication.

I think he is a splatter.

Not believe that you was dating him.

Hear that? The neighbors scream al

Now go along.

Just look from where you fall.

A little more left.

Other links.

Go to your feelings and turn t then

at. How hard is it not?

- I stand there alone.

- I'm scared of you

I love you. Do you understand?

How you dress you?

Do you have servants for?

A Midsummer Night Rock?

Shakespeare

with a touch of contemporary music.

How did you get this number?

He has no taste,

if he hates us.

Both.

Lazario, your brain surgery successful?

What are you happy.

Did your exam or something?

No, I had a 5, 7.

- Sh*t. Heavy sh*t, man.

- It is annoying, nothing more.

For example, I hear. If they

who wants to flap his turd, let her.

- Provisional.

- What do you mean?

If I lose all Allison,

it is not such a turd flap.

He has something to fall Allison.

You're asleep, Landers.

Nice diversion, "crazy legs".

Someone with such emphasis

take it seriously?

Listen, give up on the nou.

No way. I

Back Street Blow Jaw who remembered that.

Knap caught with your head. Soon

you shoot three-pointers with your ass.

- Berke, let me have a look.

- Go back train.

Berke, talk to do with me.

How can you replace me now

by that guy?

Nobody can replace you.

It was just time

to try something new.

So everything goes well

between you and the Striker?

No, it's just different.

Know what I mean?

He is different than other boys.

He has developed.

We even participated in the auditions

for the spring musical.

You hate musicals.

False.

King of the Elves of row

Helena is near here.

I see no ball.

- What happened to your face?

- Long story.

A Midsummer Night's Dream?

Will you audition?

Maybe.

- I want to help you best, though.

- Are you serious?

You know her songs?

She is the new Josie Mitchell.

- Joni Mitchell.

- I can help.

- Shall we drink morning coffee?

- Seems a good plan.

"I want to help you best, you know."

Did you see Dennis back at me?

You must pick a monologue

for your audition.

This is good. Lysander.

She sees not Hermia...

Wait. You should not everything

row chant.

Never mind. We start again.

It is difficult, but the story

is actually pretty good.

Hermia, it is a girl...

lives in Athens

with her dominant parents.

She has everything. Beautiful clothes, a

intact skin, and boys galore.

Of all the boys in Athens...

her heart belongs to

the noble Lysander.

But Demetrius appears

the scene.

Hermia's father has promised her to

him. He is as handsome as Lysander.

Maybe even prettier. And

He does everything to get to Hermia.

Lysander may therefore be shaking.

I understand.

You put it very well.

We are beginning.

I do not Oscar, Kelly.

I want my girlfriend back.

Hello. How are you?

All new faces.

I am Dr. Desmond Forrest-Oates.

Head drama and much more.

The intention is that today

separating the wheat from the chaff.

Who knows is there among you are

a new star.

The next Peter Wong,

I say.

Hi, Petie. Cool T-shirt.

Who is not selected,

not despair.

You could always behind the scenes

work. That's nice.

Just kidding. I could not resist.

You turn me on to.

The procedure is simple.

We begin with the singing audition.

Discard the loose diaphragm, for now

it is time to impress.

Nice.

Who wrote that song?

Myself.

You expect applause? This is

an audition, not a television show.

Who is next?

Bentley Scrumfeld.

He is a member of The Swing Town Lads.

- You know your boys groups.

- I follow the music closely.

I like them so well.

- I would like to accompany me.

- Write on.

This is my favorite song.

He is the best so far.

Very well, Mr.. Striker.

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