Jess + Moss Page #2
and like wipe your butt and stuff.
Or would you rather live till'
you're like 70 and like-
Be on your own. Nobody has
to do anything for you.
Just like- die with no pain.
It depends. How long do people
have to wipe my butt for?
Till' you're 80-
Till you're 120.
Probably 75 then.
Me too.
Or maybe- Maybe 85.
Maybe people can wipe my
butt for a few years.
Bye Moss.
Alright.
- We gotta move this.
- Okay.
Help me pick it up.
Over here.
- You dropped it. Pick it up again.
- Sorry.
Come on.
Okay.
Here, put this at the kids table.
I know where it goes.
You don't know where It goes Moss.
Yea-huh, I remember.
Why am I showing you if you remember.
- Did I ask for you to show me?
- Yes. Yes you did.
Here, put this plate over there.
Put this at the kids table.
And put the knife on the left
side, the fork on the right.
I know...
Moss, quit saying you know
'cause you don't know.
Yes I do. I remember.
How do you remember when you
were only two years old?
Alright.
Moss. This is the adult table.
Only the adults sit here.
And it's full. Come on.
- I can fit here- Come on.
- Come sit on the kids table.
Moss, right here.
Okay.
- Now, the-
- Just let me sit at the adult table.
Moss.
There's no room at the
adult table. It's already full.
- Go sit at the kids table.
- No.
- Moss, just do it.
- I hate this stupid kids table.
Whatever Moss.
I'm not showing you how to do this again
'cause you don't know how to play right.
Our Father who art in heaven,
We thank thee for this day
and for its many blessings.
We thank thee for the food, for
the nourishment of our body.
We thank thee for this Christian home
and our opportunity to be together.
And Christ's name we pray.
Amen.
Yeah.
Hey what's up?
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm good.
Yeah, about that sh*t at work today huh?
Why, what did I tell them?
No, that's a bunch of crap man. I
ain't doing that sh*t anymore.
No. They can get somebody else to do that.
So are we going out tonight or what?
Alright.
Yeah, yeah. I'll meet you there.
Yo, big tittie Angela gonna be there huh?
Yeah, you know I got your back.
Yeah, that's good.
Alright.
Don't be taking my fucken
cigarettes anymore.
You're old enough to get a
damn job, buy your own smokes.
I hear the cottonwoods whispering above
Tammy Tammy Tammy's in love
The ole whootie owl
whootie-hoo's to the dove
Tammy Tammy Tammy's in love
Whipporwill whipporwill you and I know
Tammy Tammy can't let him go
The breeze from the bayou
keeps murmuring low
Tammy Tammy you love him so
When the night is warm soft and
warm I long for his charms
I'd sing like a violin
if I were in his arms
Wish I knew if he knew
what I'm dreaming of
Tammy Tammy Tammy's in love
You look just like her.
No I don't.
I look like my mom.
I don't look like anyone of
my dad's side of the family.
Look at her blue eyes.
Look at your blue eyes.
It's all the same.
This picture was probably hand painted.
I bet she has brown eyes like yours.
No, how can you assume that?
One day I'm gonna get out of here.
Get the hell out of this place.
I don't want you to get the
heck out of this place.
Could travel around.
See the world.
- There's so much out there Moss.
- Jess, listen to me.
I don't want you to, okay?
Well, what should I talk about.
Oh, I guess I already told you that story.
Yeah, I don't wanna repeat myself here.
Umm...
I don't have nothing to do today,
I did it all yesterday.
I'm just rambling here.
Who is stuck in another
nothing little town.
Well I guess that's about it. So long.
I have so much to tell you, I
don't even know where to start.
You think I'm crazy don't you?
I know the difference
between right and wrong.
Hey, be careful not to shoot the jars okay?
I'm gonna move em'.
Sit down.
I'm not gonna shoot your stupid jars.
They're not stupid.
Okay, I got the guy on the far left.
Okay, I got the far right.
- Right in the eyeball.
- Smoked em'.
I got middle.
That's the one I was going for.
Too bad.
Jess, what are you aiming at?
The one on the far left.
No you're not. You know you're not.
Jess, stop it!
Jess!
I told you not to shoot my jars.
Jess, I told you not to shoot my jars.
Jess, stop it!
Jess, stop it.
Moss, don't point that gun at me.
Don't shoot my jars.
What'd I tell you about
pointing that gun at me?
What'd I tell you about
shooting my jars, huh?
Come on.
Lick my elbow.
Come on, Moss.
Lick my elbow.
All you gotta do
is lick the elbow.
Come on.
You know this is-
You lick my elbow.
Come on.
Come on!
- You asked for it you little sh*t.
- B*tch!
Retard!
And then,
one night,
they were driving down to see
my parents.
And it was storming really, really bad.
But you know what, Moss?
It was storming really, really bad.
It was very sad.
It was sad for everybody.
One night
they were driving down to see
my parents.
And it was storming really, really, bad.
And they got into a car wreck.
And they died.
So you're going to put your hand here.
And you're going to put
your hand on my shoulder.
And were gonna go left
right
back
and right
back
right
back
left
and left.
Aren't we supposed to dance closer?
Are you scared of girls?
No.
What's the furthest
you've gone with a girl?
I've kissed one before.
Who Haley?
No.
Haley's your girlfriend isn't she?
No. She's not.
She so is.
No.
She's kind of cute isn't she?
No.
Do you have her picture under your pillow?
No, I do not.
Yeah right.
Do you wanna go check my pillow?
Hey Jess, what's a dildo?
What's so funny?
Nothing.
It's not a gun. It's just some like-
little plastic crap.
- What is it?
- You're too young.
- No I'm not.
- You're way too young.
No I'm not!
Let it go Moss.
Okay, now seriously. What is it?
Here, whisper it in my ear.
It's- A dildo is a substitute for a penis.
What's so funny?
Jesus Christ, Moss.
Hey, what fireworks do we have left?
Not much.
Like, what do we have?
Like, a couple of Porta Rockets.
Mortars?
Nope.
I wish we could have a huge fireworks show.
That would be pretty awesome, wouldn't it.
Do you think we could buy some mortars?
My favourite thing.
Yeah, If I save up my allowance.
I think we could be able to buy some.
Fireworks are probably the coolest
thing in the whole world.
Can't stop shivering.
It's cause your sh*t's all wet.
Promise not to look?
I promise.
We should get closer
together for body warmth.
Okay.
You looked, you little pervert.
No, I didn't. I swear.
It's okay.
to play 7 minutes in heaven.
What's 7 minutes in heaven?
It's when a boy and a girl
like go in a closet, or like
an enclosed room for 7 minutes.
And they like make out or kiss and
just do whatever else they want to do.
Have you ever played before?
Yeah, lots of times.
Do you think I'm pretty?
Yes.
My lips are soft.
You can touch them if you want.
You think I'm crazy don't you.
I know the difference
between right and wrong.
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