Helicopter Mom Page #5
least of all my son...
Of who I am very, very proud,
by the way.
Thanks, dad.
That's... really good to hear.
Yes! Mom!
I'm in here!
Mom, mom, mom, come here!
Yahoo!
Look!
Look, look, look, look!
What are you doing?
Look, look, look!
It's here!
What is that?
Read it.
Right?
My God!
Yeah, you did!
We have a good chance
at the scholarship, right?
Of course. Yes. Yeah, We'll make it work.
Yes. Oh, God!
Oh, I'm so proud of you!
Oh, I need to get
you some luggage!
I love you! I love you.
All right?
I love you, too.
Oh, I love you so much!
I love you so much! I'm so proud!
Yeah!
So proud!
So that's it.
That's his college,
and you can't get weird.
Just go with what I do.
It's gonna be fun!
Hi! Welcome to tin horn flats.
How many?
Oh, table for four, please.
You got it.
Three.
Right this way.
We're actually four.
What? No. Who?
What? Who's the fourth?
Just... nothin'.
We have four people tonight.
Maggie...
Who's the fourth?
Just a friend.
Who?
Hey.
Hi.
Aww, my future
east coast resident.
- Howdy.
- Hi.
Hi. Would you like me
to wait for your whole party
to arrive
before I take your order?
Well, why don't we just get
some onion rings?
The big tall stack of them,
and, um, could you
get me a Margarita?
A, just... do you have,
uh, two sizes?
Yeah.
Okay, I'll have the venti.
The large.
Yeah. Thank you.
Got it, right away.
Just a friend
is coming to join us.
Yeah, and I just wanna say
that I didn't have anything
to do
with orchestrating the events
that are about to occur.
I just came here to celebrate
you getting into NYU.
Maggie, hello, darling.
You must be dad.
And this must be Lloyd.
Hello.
Yeah, hi.
Parker.
Lovely to meet you.
Hi, Parker.
Do you wanna ask, um, Parker
about, uh,
where he goes to school
or, um, who cuts his hair?
Well, I go to fidm,
and I get my hair cut
at chop chop salon.
What about you?
Um...
I cut his hair.
Oh!
That's nice.
On Friday, he did his own bangs.
All right. Um, well,
I think I'm just gonna head over
to the restroom
and wash my hands
before we have dinner.
But you're coming back, right?
Sure, mm-hmm.
Is this some kind
of fix-up date?
No, it is just
a gathering of friends.
That's it.
No. I'm out of here.
No!
You can make up whatever
excuse you want,
I'm leaving.
I'll see you later, dad.
Lloyd, please, just a second!
Lloyd, scholarship, please!
The scholarship.
Just come here.
Just come here.
The scholarship rep
is going to ask you questions
about your gay experience.
I mean, do you even
have any gay friends?
You've got to know something
about the gay lifestyle.
Parker, I'm sure, is filled
with lots of insights.
Please, will you sit, please?
Just sit down.
All right.
How bad could it get, right?
I have no idea what came over
Mitchell the other day.
I mean, It's not like
we're even seriously dating.
buy me expensive things, okay?
I mean, I feel like
So then I just said
to myself, "Parker,
"what are you so afraid of?
"Guys are such drama queens.
Take a deep breath,"
and I just said,
"chop it all off.
Just chop this nappy weave
right off my head."
I'm really easygoing.
I'm all about
the low-maintenance, you know?
Yeah, you se... you seem
very low-maintenance.
That is so cute
how awkward he is!
Aw!
IF you need any support
or advice, I'm here for you.
I'm into really masculine guys,
Really manly guys.
a girl, I would.
Every once in a while,
I find myself attracted
more... androgynous.
Oh, Jesus!
Dad!
My God!
Really?
I don't know.
I- he better go
to the bathroom.
Yeah.
I'll help him.
Geez.
Oh, my God, I had no idea
how else to get you out
of that thing.
You could've just asked me
to excuse myself.
Well, okay, maybe that would've
been a good idea back then,
but I didn't do that.
So there. Here.
Thanks.
"Hi, Parker." "Who are you?"
"I'm Parker."
Ooh-ooh-ooh!
through that whole thing.
My God, she's insane!
This is beautiful.
Maybe I should take it.
Come on, be serious.
What are we gonna do?
You wanna get out of here?
Yeah! But IF we tried anything,
she'd handcuff us to the booth.
Just how desperately do you
wanna get out of here?
What's going on?
Are you choking?
Are you okay?
Oh, my God.
Need the Heimlich?
He can speak! What? The burger?
Pineapple!
So?
Pineapple?
He's allergic to pineapple!
He's not allergic to pineapple!
I better take him
to the hospital.
Oh, man. I'll rush him
to the hospital.
Right.
This is bad!
I'll call you.
Oh, my God!
Thanks for getting me
out of that.
Don't kid yourself,
you owe me $2.50.
Wh... for getting me
out of the date?
And interest. You were
eyeing the steak knife.
Yeah, I know.
I just...
I thought she knew me better
than that.
Wrong again.
Hey you!
Hey!
Fancy seeing you here.
Hey, uh, Carrie,
this is my dad, Max.
Hi, nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you.
Damn, you got a hot dad, Lloyd.
That's...
Not weird at all.
I just mean I can see where
you get your good looks from.
Ah.
The girls and I were just
headed to the bar.
Why?
Peggy knows the bartender.
try to get some free drinks.
Does that really work?
Lloyd.
Come on!
It's not that hard.
Oh, all right.
Do you wanna come with us?
No, I'm actually...
I'm gonna hang out
with my dad tonight.
Oh, okay. Well, uh,
IF you wanna join,
We'll be over there
getting drunk,
so stop by, maybe?
Maybe.
All right.
Bye, Lloyd.
Nice to meet you, dad.
Nice to meet you.
Bye, Carrie.
He's really cute.
You sure?
Yeah, It's fine.
I'll see her at school.
She's hot.
Dad, come on.
What?
It's a little creepy.
Not... It's not about me,
It's all about you.
Eyes only for you.
Oh, come on.
Yeah.
No!
The way she looked at you,
she touched you.
Okay, so?
No, a-a casual touch by a girl
is never by accident.
You're crazy.
I am not crazy.
You think I don't know girls?
I'm pretty good with the girls.
Are you trying
to straighten me out?
No.
I'm just, maybe, helping you
become a more complete version
of yourself.
Can we get out of here?
Yeah.
You wanna go home?
No! I don't wanna go home,
anywhere but home.
Wow.
I love coming back here, son.
Mm.
It's been a long time.
Used to smoke weed back there
in between periods.
Yeah?
Yeah.
I'll sit at the bench
by the soccer fields.
You ditch class?
Yeah.
I read, but, yeah.
Really?
Yeah.
Oh, wow, this is where
Huh.
That, right there, is the tree
you sit under IF you wanna get
pooped on by squirrels.
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