I Want Someone to Eat Cheese With Page #8

is here for you, hon. How are ya?

I'm great.

Much better than the last time. Uh...

- Oh, good. So you're good.

- I'm, uh... Yeah, I'm young and handsome.

Yes, you are.

That's right.

You're, uh, a chubby chaser.

[Penelope]

Hi, UncleJames.

- Hi, sweetie.

- Where's Daddy?

- He had to work late, so I thought

I'd come and get you and we'd have fun.

- Okay.

Honey, where's your lunch box?

You better go fetch that, right?

- Oh.

- You don't wanna leave that here.

Chubby chaser?

I'm a chubby chaser?

Yeah. You know, a chubby chaser.

- Who said that to you?

- That guidance lady.

The one you, uh, sent me to.

- Guidance lady?

- Yeah, you...

She has... She does have a name.

Oh, Ms. Clark.

Ms. Clark.

The guidance lady, yeah.

- I think it's Mr. Faye is why it happened, why...

- Mr. Faye?

Yeah. He was a teacher that worked here

that was a little overweight...

and he didn't have any friends,

and I asked him to dinner.

He turned me down and then he started

telling everybody I had the hots for him, so...

- Wow.

- That's where it started.

I'm not chasing all the chubbies.

I would never deliberately

run after chubby men.

Not that there's anything

wrong with chubby men.

You know what I mean?

Fat guys can be a lot of fun. Not fat guys.

I'm saying guys that eat a lot more

than other people...

and some of the weight

stays on their body inappropriately.

- Mm-hmm.

- It's good to see you here.

I've never seen you pick up Penelope before.

I'm sorry. I get on a rampage sometimes.

Well, I thought it'd be fun and, uh...

I love hanging out with her,

and I get to say hi to you.

That's very nice.

I didn't bring my lunch box today.

It was pizza day.

No, it's not pizza day.

I think you did bring your lunch box.

It was pizza day.

I thought you brought it.

I think I madejust an honest mistake.

- Is what happened.

- Okay, um...

- I just thought she could make sure

that she didn't bring it.

- Sure.

[Chuckles]

Yeah.

- Well, nice, uh, seeing you again.

- Mm-hmm. Nice seeing you too.

- Should I take a flyer? Bring a flyer?

- Yeah, you better or I'll chase you out of here.

[Chuckles]

All right, uh, bye.

- Bye-bye.

- Bye.

- Come on, sweetie.

- Bye, cutie.

- You're gonna die without a son.

- So I'll die without a son.

Put on your blue suit, huh?

Blue suit, gray suit.

I'm still a fat man. A fat, ugly man.

- You no ugly.

- I'm ugly! I'm ugly! I'm ugly!

- Marty.

- Leave me alone, Ma.

- It was pretty good.

- You know, I thought so too.

What, you stole 3-D glasses?

I didn't know they weren't for...

What do you wanna do?

Um, I don't know.

What do you wanna do?

Want to get something to eat?

You know what, I wanna get something to eat,

but I'm not gonna get something to eat.

l... I'm not hungry and so, if I'm not hungry

I'm not gonna eat. No more bonus eating.

- Good for you.

- Thank you. Thank you.

- Wanna watch me eat?

- What do you mean, come watch you eat?

Why would I wanna come watch you eat?

You know what?

I'm gonna go see my mom.

I haven't seen her for a while.

- How's she doing?

- She's doing great.

- I thought she'd freak out after I moved out,

but you know what? She's digging it.

- Good for her.

Maybe she'll come watch you eat.

- Hey, tell her I said hi.

- I'll tell her you said hi.

So what are you doing tonight?

- Ah, gonna stay home.

- And do what?

- I don't know, watch TV, watch Jackie Gleason.

- Oh, boy, that's a thrill.

- Jackie Gleason.

- Again with the Jackie Gleason.

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