Love Stinks Page #8

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- Muhammad. Buddha.

- Thank God.

- It's about time.

- I'm not going in there.

Hello.

What were those men doing

in there?

We're plumbers. Yeah.

- Well-dressed plumbers. Go on.

- Do your thing, little man.

- Baby, we're getting married!

- That's right, little darling!

And what better place

than in Viva Las Vegas!

This is great. We'll tie the knot,

a little gambling, some hookers...

- Honey...

- Okay, no gambling.

This place is classy!

Thank you very much.

You're a fantastic audience.

In the words of the king...

Iove each other tender

and don't be cruel.

That way you'll never be

all shook up in heartbreak hotel.

Do you take Seth to be

your lawful wedded husband...

for better or worse...

richer or poorer...

as long as you both shall live?

I do.

Do you take Chelsea

as your lawfully wedded bride...

for better or worse,

richer or poorer...

as long as you both shall live?

L...

I don't think so.

What?

Thank God.

Security!

Keep an eye on the bride.

- She's got a wee bit of a temper.

- No problem.

Make sure you stick between us.

You're not marrying me?

Why not, son?

That was a beautitul ceremony.

It was lovely,

but the fact remains...

that when we broke up,

she hired a prick lawyer...

and sued me for palimony.

But today

Chelsea dismissed her lawsuit...

and she moved out of my home...

forfeiting any legal claim

to live there.

Your stuff is in the Store-lt-All,

unit 48.

- Did you know anything about this?

- I swear, I don't know anything.

Nobody knew except

for my dentist and his assistant...

who bought my home and will be

selling it back to me tomorrow.

- He didn't.

- I think he did.

And my jeweler

who said that piece of glass...

on her finger

was worth 75 grand.

But we're in Vegas.

- Let's party!

- You're the devil in disguise

Yes, you are

You fooled me with your kisses

He's lost his damn mind.

What the hell is he...

Heaven knows how you lied to me

You look like an angel

Walk like an angel

Talk like an angel

But I got mine

She shot me in the ass!

- I got her!

- Somebody call an ambulance.

Wait!

Give me the gun!

There's still four bullets left!

Stop wiggling, ma'am.

Watch it!

There's a bullet in there!

- I'll see you in court!

- I'll see you in jail!

Yeah? I'll sue you for tricking me

into signing that dismissal.

I will sue your ass

for damages...

for damaging my ass!

Watch your head, ma'am.

Pull in the train, ma'am.

Be careful with the dress!

I will get married someday!

Someday, ma'am.

Why are you arresting me?

He's the one who should be arrested!

He's the one who lied

and made me temporarily insane!

You have put me off women.

I'm gay now!

That's right!

And not just a little gay!

Full-on, Liberace gay!

I like show tunes!

You a**hole!

Back to hell, demon!

- We need new friends.

- Yeah.

You want to stay

on your stomach, sir?

Pal, that's not

where the bullet is.

I'm not really gay,

all right? God!

Can you believe that creep

wouldn't marry me?

- No, ma'am.

- You'd marry me, right?

- No, ma'am.

- Of course you would.

I'm tall. I'm thin.

I'm adorable.

Don't make me gag you, ma'am.

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