Ken Park Page #4

-All right.

You should come tomorrow.

Bye.

All right, we're gonna

have some fun.

We're gonna get some!

The ladies are out tonight.

Oh, here, here.

This one. Pull over!

Come on, Murph,

she's a crack whore.

-No, I like her.

-All right.

-Hi.

-Hi.

What's going on, baby?

What's going on with you?

How much for a dick suck?

-How much for a hand job?

-Ten.

How...?

F*** you!

-What's wrong with her?

-She looked awful.

No she didn't, I liked her.

Did you see the way

she looked at me?

She wanted me.

You're dreaming.

She did!

Here, here.

Look, look. This one,

come on, stop.

She looks real good.

Robin, it's Claude.

What are you doing?

What are you gonna do tonight?

Why don't you come to my house,

sneak in.

No, no, wait. Let's not talk about

tomorrow, let's talk about tonight.

Come over.

Come on, man,

you know you want it.

Sneak in the back door,

we'll do something,

have fun or something. My mom's

asleep and my dad's probably

getting drunk somewhere like always.

You should come by though.

All right, then. Forget it.

Well, we should hook up tomorrow,

we should do something.

All right, yeah,

I'll bring some for sure.

Really?

All right.

All right, then.

All right. Bye.

Tight!

Sh*t, man.

We gotta get some p*ssy.

-Where's all the women at?

-I don't know.

Where'd they all go?

I don't know,

maybe they're all asleep.

Sh*t!

There's a lady at my work

I really want to f***.

-Her name's Sam.

-Sam?

Yeah, Sam.

Sam, that's aboy's name.

No, it's a girl's name.

And she is quite the woman!

I've seen her bend over

for pencils, her tits

they just fell out.

-Fell out?

-Her tits just fell out!

They just went...

Both of them came out?

Both! Sh*t, I wish I knew where

she lived.We could go there now.

-You don't know where she lives?

-No, I wish I knew where she lives.

We could go over there and ask her

to pick up some pencils!

Dead soldier.

Sh*t,

I wouldn't even mind

f***ing my wife

if she wasn't

so goddamned wretched!

-What are you doing?

-lt's okay, Claude. It's me, dad.

Nobody loves me.

You try to raise your children

in the ways of the Lord so that

when they grow up they will follow

His path.

"Great whore, Babylon's fallen.

These are the things among us

that are unclean,

the things that swarm

over the earth:

the gecko,

the lizard,

the chameleon, the crocodile,

the serpents..."

No.

Is Curtis a serpent, huh Peaches?

Does he slither all over

your unclean body?

"Oh Babylon the great,

oh Babylon the great,

the mother of all harlots.

The mother of the abomination

of the earth.

And I saw the women drunken

with the blood of the saints

and with the blood

of the martyrs of Jesus.

-I saw the beast and..."

-Stop it!

-"The beast will eat the harlot."

-Stop it!

Shut up, shut up!

I'll hit you again, goddamnit!

"And I saw the beast

will eat the harlot", Peaches,

"will eat the harlot!

And she will burn her skin

with fire", Peaches.

I'm sorry.

"And I have seen that

out of the mouth of the dragon,

out of the mouth of the beast,

out of the mouth

of the false prophet,

I have seen the unclean spirits

come out!"

-I won't do it any more!

-And they look like frogs, Peaches.

I said I won't hurt you any more.

You've entered the house of sin.

Popi, forgive me.

That's your mother's wedding dress.

When she wore it,

she was apure virgin.

A gift from the Lord.

She has visions your mother.

And before she died

she had a vision

that I was an angel

with three arms

and that

when I died she was going

to escort me to Heaven.

When God saw us together,

He said that we looked beautiful,

that we looked like abeautiful

couple together.

And I smiled,

and I shook God's hands

with my three arms.

And she thought that was nice.

I'll tell you exactly how I did it.

Know that this is important,

so I'll tell you exactly right.

I walked into the kitchen

to get myself a piece of cake.

It's the Boston Creme cake

with the maraschino cherry topping.

The kind that my grandmother likes

to make for me on special occasions.

I walked through the den where my

grandfather cheats every Saturday.

I walked into my grandparents' room

so I could watch them sleeping.

I was naked so I wouldn't get

blood on my clothes.

I crawled onto

my grandparents'bed

andl stabbed

my grandfather in the neck.

His skin was thick,

like leather.

And he twitched a little,

like a chicken.

Then my grandmother woke up.

I love you, Tate.

I love you.

I stabbed her in the breast.

She looked surprised

to see me there like that.

I think she died very fast.

I think she whispered:

"I love you, Tate."

She said:

"I love you, Tate.

I love you, grandson."

When I saw them there like that,

I started to get an erection.

And then Legs startedbarking

andl went soft again.

I killed my grandfather

because he is a cheater

who likes to tellwar stories.

And I killed my grandmother

because she is

apassive-aggressive b*tch

who doesn't respectmy privacy.

Do you take me to be

your honorable husband?

I do.

To have and to hold

under the sanctity of the Lord

that are in Heaven?

I do.

To love and respect me,

and to never turn on me?

I do.

To be with me

in sickness and health?

I do.

When I die

do you plan to mourn me,

your only true love,

to be awidow forever

and to think of me often?

I do.

If anyone has any objections,

let them speak now

or forever hold their peace.

You may now kiss the bride.

Where you gonna go?

-Where are you off to?

-I'm getting out.

Well, maybe that's

the right thing to do.

Maybe you should go.

-Why are you crying?

-I don't know. Just leave me.

Don't say that, I know you don't

want to go. You want to stay.

You've always been

a crybaby about things.

Yep.

What else can you do?

Where else can you go?

With what money?

How you gonna make it out there if

your daddy's still making you cry?

You know, you provoke him.

How come you're always fighting?

He doesn't deserve that.

I wouldn't give a f***

if he died!

-I don't believe that.

-I swear, I wouldn't give a f***!

You don't understand.

I wasn't doing anything.

I was asleep.

-He does, you're right.

-I know, he was like...

Could you pass that lovely

-salad dressing?

-I made it. It's my own recipe.

Do you like the salad dressing?

-lt's good.

-She did make it.

Can I please have

some more iced tea?

Wow, you said please!

Do you think you could put any more

butter on that roll, missy?

Hannah, seriously.

You like butter just like me.

-How is the brisket, Bob?

-lt's good.

Yeah? Is it?

I feel like I undercooked it.

No, no. It's delicious.

Okay.

-You like it?

-lt's good.

-Bob, can I have some more brisket?

-Yeah.

Eat up there, Shawn.

Put hair on your chest.

Oh my God!

So embarrassing!

Make a man out of him.

Oh, it's almost kickoff.

Who cares?

All you care about

is the cheerleaders anyway.

I always had alot of cow licks.

And in my whole life,

I've never had one true girlfriend.

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