My Friend Dahmer Page #3
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Yeah, Ashley just
aggressively rejected me.
That was fun.
What?
I went up to her after...
I went up to her after class.
I was like, so you're in the
lit club, and she's like, yeah.
I'm like, who's your
favorite author?
So goes, James Joyce.
I'm like, yeah I've
read quite a bit.
I said that.
Worst part is, I have to...
I have to shoot her for
the yearbook tomorrow.
She's in the lit club.
You have to shoot her?
I totally forgot
you had to do that.
I've got an idea.
What if we put me
in all the photos?
Like, if we sneak you
into the club pictures?
Uh huh.
Like you're just
in every club.
Yes.
That's the funniest
thing I've ever heard.
I think you might
be a genius Jeff.
- Wait do it...
- you might be a...
...everyone's smiling,
everyone's smiling.
You're gonna be a real...
...it's my picture time.
Wait.
I love it.
Okay, this is everyone
from the rock climbing club,
correct?
Good job, bro.
Ok, looking good.
All right, let me focus.
Ok, come on.
Wait, back up, back up, back up.
Hey Jeff.
Hey.
Ready, smile!
He's not in
national honor society.
Shut your pie hole.
Everybody ready,
one, two, three.
Hey dad, um, I
joined a lot of new clubs.
I think you'd be proud.
That is great news.
This doesn't
belong there.
This.
This doesn't belong here.
Hi kids.
Jesus Christ.
Why do I always
have to do this?
I'm working on that.
Yeah.
Joyce, give that back.
Give it back.
Yo.
Can I put my feet?
Yeah, yeah.
That's the pink footstool.
My formulas
are in there.
I... I got a job.
- My formulas.
- No, look.
- Did you know that?
I'm working in a group therapy.
I am finishing
something, please.
I'm not finished.
Hand it over!
I'm not finished!
It's nothing,
they do that a lot.
What did he tell
your parents there, Brian.
Huh?
What did he tell them?
What did Lionel
tell your parents?
What?
You!
What did he tell your parents?
Oh.
The Stevens, he told
the Steven's something.
What did he tell them?
Oh the st...
I'm not as Steven's... the
Steven's are not my parents.
Uh huh.
Sure.
- What did he tell your parents?
- Mom.
- What?
- Mom
- nothing.
- This is derf.
Jesus, Joyce, will you
just leave the kids out of it,
please?
Get off.
I have a job.
I don't need you.
I'm sorry.
That's ok.
Um... I realize I have...
I have to run to
dinner with my parents.
Um, but I'll see you
in school, dahmer.
Yeah.
Don't let fame
go to your head.
I am in charge of
the front desk for them.
Oh yes,
someone hired you to be
- in charge of the front desk.
- Bye sweetheart.
You tell your
parents I said hello.
Did they?
Yes.
Hope you have a great day.
Thanks.
You guys are
here just in time.
Just ended my shift.
Holy hell.
Look at those.
My boss is...
look at those, look at those.
You talk about them like
they're little babies.
They are little babies.
Could you do
something about it?
It's disgusting.
Please.
What's going on?
Do you have any
respect for property?
You need a sense of
decency, young man.
What's your name?
You're gonna have
to pay for that.
Mr... Mr. bakderf.
Is this your doing?
Oh god.
Oh there he is.
Hey.
Oh, sh*t.
Oh.
You get fired?
Almost.
I had to beg him not to fire me.
I told him that I wasn't
part of it,
school and oh my gosh.
We can't do that anymore.
Seriously.
In school we can do it.
It's... teachers are zombies.
going to squash us.
Yeah.
All right.
- That was pretty good though.
- It was great.
Wait, wait.
I know that guy.
Doc... Dr. Matthews,
Dr. Matthews.
Hey.
Hey, Michael.
How are your parents?
Deathly ill.
Wait, what?
What's happened?
Nothing, I'm just
jiving with you.
They're fine.
They're solid as a rock.
They're doing good.
Ok, good.
How's your cough?
Uh, my cough went away,
pretty quickly actually.
It did.
Well that's good to hear.
All right Michael.
Gentlemen.
You boys be good, ok?
Ok.
He runs by my house every
Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.
Ok.
Well he grabs my
balls when I cough.
Beat that, f*ggot.
Shotgun!
Who's over, Jeff?
One of your friends?
No.
I bought it!
What?
- It was only 2000 miles.
- With what?
I financed it, of course.
How?
What do you mean,
I have my name on the...
on the checkbook.
Yeah, right.
I can't... just give
me the checkbook.
You know that was for groceries
and things around the house.
- I can't believe you did this...
- right, right.
Which is why you would have said
no if I wanted to buy the car.
You are taking
that back tomorrow.
Forget it.
Over my dead body.
I bought it.
I need a drink.
It's mine.
Hi honey.
How was school?
School.
Huh.
I like your car.
Well I'll be.
Thank you.
I like it too.
You hear that?
That's a red-eyed vireo.
Or a black-billed cuckoo.
Either way, they, um...
they only nest in the
same spot for one year.
Not entirety.
...That in and
of itself isolates
us from the rest of the world.
It's like a microcosm
of our foreign policy.
You know what I mean?
You're a pseudo-intellectual.
What's up, dahmer.
Hey.
Where's your trumpet?
I quit.
What?
When?
Yesterday.
Are you sure?
Yeah.
Hey, posers.
Hey, Figg.
How's business?
Want me to kick
your f***ing teeth in?
Hey, check it out.
My dad brought it
back from Germany.
Your dad fought the Nazis?
No, he was one.
Cut a Jew's throat with it.
Hey, check it out.
Ok.
Bye Figg.
- All right, Figg.
See ya.
Dahmer.
Come on.
Come on.
Stay away from that kid.
He's a total psycho.
Hey, so where's that spot?
Up here further.
All right,
well we're gonna have
to find an animal then, huh?
Here.
Hold this.
Here, try it.
We're hunting "wabbits."
- It's duck season.
- Wabbit season.
I swiped it from my
dad he doesn't need it.
He just used it to
f***ing threaten
my mom for no f***ing reason.
So it's mine now, you know?
F*** him.
You know they shut
the water off at my house.
Last week.
I'm sorry.
Yeah.
Here.
Your turn.
No.
Come on.
No guns.
Aw.
Come on.
Truman shared
the same view of politics
as James Madison,
150 years earlier.
How so?
Mr. dahmer.
So glad you could join us.
What
the hell is he doing?
Go ahead Scott.
Do you smell that?
Yeah.
He reeks.
Ok, people.
Permission slips for next
week's Washington DC trip
are due on my desk tomorrow.
Every parent must sign one.
It sucks being a virgin.
Guys, I want to get in a puss.
Dahmer.
You wanna see my drawing?
Sure.
It's you as king Kong on
the Washington monument.
That's not just a large wang.
The most phallic symbol
in our nation's capitol.
The Washington monument.
Our fan club has to
make our mark on DC.
Let's spazz on
No.
We can't get on
the white house lawn.
Dahmer, they have like, fences.
Wait, I have an idea.
Charlie.
Charlie, hey.
So, we were thinking, since
you're the token black
in our class, why don't you try
and use Neil's super-8 camera
and we can film you
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