Pitching Tents Page #7
when I ran from the cops,
I actually found goddess camp?
So you were tripping on
mushrooms.
Yeah, that's what I'd say too.
Come on, let's get out of here.
No.
Like the way he always goes,
"what?"
No.
Dude.
It wasn't what it looked like.
Yeah, what the hell
was your dick in a fish
sometimes it's hard being the
cool dude
that everyone wants to hang
around with.
I mean when the party's over,
I'm alone.
Alright, look stash, it's
alright.
It's not fair!
I'm the one who got those girls
over here,
and they're the ones who got
laid.
And now my reputation's ruined
'cause of one weak moment.
Listen, listen.
It's alright.
Okay, I'm not going to tell
anyone.
Really?
Yeah
swear to god?
I swear.
Alright?
Now, come on.
Let's pack up, alright?
All I got is the shirt on my
back,
and the weed in my pocket.
Let's go!
Man, let's go.
So...
Can I call you?
I guess so.
I think I have a pen.
Voila.
Okay, ready?
Go for it.
Eight six seven
five three oh nine
good one Jenny.
Three oh nine.
Listen um, after graduation,
I'm going to college.
I mean, just community, but
I can't have any distractions.
Community huh?
Well, you better have a lot of
will power.
No way.
But what's your real number?
Okay, I'll give it to you.
Okay, let me get out my pen.
What the hell!
Looky, looky.
Hey, what are you canoeing
in your underpants for?
You ever find your boyfriend?
Huh?
Ha ha, right?
the boys.
How do you like coming to the
woods,
to see something like that?
Yeah, I just want to fish.
Yeah
everybody busting
dude, I think you ran a red
light.
You guys just take a chill
pill alright!
Alright, there's pot!
Hide the pot!
We're so busted.
My dad's going to kill me.
No, boys.
It's going to be okay.
Danny...
I think this'll makes us even.
Teenage underground
teenage underground.
I'm going to get you
this time, you little f***er.
What the hell just happened?
asses.
These little
a**holes aren't going to win.
And we have a winner.
No way!
No!
You know what, this is
ridiculous.
I'm going to the bar.
What the f***!
Alright, wake up dudes.
- Pssst!
- Come on wake up.
Wake up!
I guess that's our, last trout
camp.
stash and go every year.
I'd rather lose my left nut.
Well, we're still gonna
see each other around?
Right guys?
Is this where we all hug and
cry?
Nah, I mean, we can skip that
right?
Please.
Danny!
Thanks for driving man.
Yeah, no problem.
Yeah man.
I hope stash made it home.
I really need some weed.
I can tell.
Who knows though?
Later Danny.
How'd the barn turn out?
Bruce
what?
Hey?
Yeah, took a drive up oil creek.
Imagine my surprise when I
saw your mother's car parked
on the side of the road.
Um.
another lie?
I can't believe I trusted you?
Calm down.
Danny, you lied to us.
Look, I'm about to graduate.
All my friends are going
to do something different
with their lives.
That might be the last time we
ever get together like that.
You know it might sound stupid
to you,
but it was really important to
me.
Well it is stupid.
everything I did
to get you into Bridgetown.
Bruce, Bruce, stop yelling.
I thought you were
different than your brother.
I can't begin to tell you how
disappointed we are in you.
Aw sh*t, did I miss it?
And here we go.
Thank you Burt.
emphysema, huh?
And say hi to your mom for me.
Danny.
You don't know what he
sacrificed.
Think he enjoys working
the night shift at his age?
What's that got to do with
anything?
He made a deal to work those
shifts,
in exchange for you getting
hired.
Now, you did not hear that from
me.
You don't know that, you
understand?
Yeah
so give him a break.
All he wanted was to make sure
that you're taken care of.
Okay, get some rest.
It was a long weekend.
You have a big day ahead of you.
It's a big day tomorrow,
for you, and for him.
The 1984
school year is almost over.
You're 18.
Technically, he can't ground
you, right?
It's his house, his rules, you
know.
I just got to lay low, let
the whole thing blow over.
Hey studmuffin.
Come on, let's go before my mom
gets home.
Later.
I know it was you.
if we stayed in that spot.
I know.
But uh...
Thanks.
No problem.
Stay away from the dark side.
I will try master Yoda.
Hey, come on in Danny.
Nice to meet you.
Yes!
highly of you.
Oh, well, he's um...
Thank you.
We're just having a
conversation.
Tell me why you think
slippery rock university
is right for you?
Hey frank.
Was I right, or was I right
about Danny?
Hey
you're here.
You look good.
away
after your mom washes it a few
times.
It's okay.
You've got some forms
you've got to fill out.
You got a safety video
you've got to watch,
so let's get you clocked in.
You gonna lean on it, or you
gonna run it?
Alright.
There you go.
That's you.
Everyday, this remarkable
device, the human hand,
helps make living, a very good
living,
for millions of people,
in thousands of different ways.
Hands work efficiently...
hey, sh*t for brains.
With the tiniest instruments,
and with great, powerful
machinery,
to do tremendous jobs...
it ain't all bad here.
You get used to the smell.
I kinda like it.
Hands get into close quarters...
You make money, you pay bills.
Sh*t, I almost have enough
saved up for a satellite TV,
I'm gonna be like 50 channels.
Machines and
materials, that are capable
of destroying or mutilating them
in one senseless moment.
There are several specific
kinds of danger in most...
you can always paint
your little supermarket
bunny rabbits on the side.
Deserves the greatest
respect and understanding.
Where are you going?
You gotta watch the whole thing.
Hey
what's this?
Um...
I'm sorry dad, I um
I can't do this.
You haven't been here
ten friggin' minutes.
I had an epiphany.
Like a light bulb went off in
my head.
I don't belong here.
Look, I'm an artist.
Oh, Jesus Christ, come on kid.
F***, you're an artist?
That's bullshit.
No, it's not!
All I have ever loved to do is
draw.
Well then, you can draw good.
So what?
It's not going to pay the bills.
Hey, hey, hey.
Look, you...
Put this back on your head.
Put it back on your
head, or I swear to god,
this is going to be the
sorriest day of your life.
I'm sorry dad.
You went through a lot to get me
in here,
and I appreciate it, okay, I
really do.
Danny...
no, I'm sorry.
I just can't.
You, hang on, you, wait a
minute.
Alright you want to waste your
life?
You're not getting a goddamn
cent from me.
Normally I get dinner and a
movie
before I get f***ed you little
sh*t.
Look Mr. mulligan, I'm
sorry, I didn't mean...
I didn't mean to screw
up at slippery rock.
The whole time you're working
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