The Wedding Party Page #8
Booze is strong, the girls suck.
And inevitably end up
hanging out with you all night.
It's like college all over ago.
Well, I don't mind
hanging out with you.
Really?
You're telling me
there's no guys here
that you want to have
had your pipes laid in,
laid to the...
What?
Sorry.
That doesn't even make
sense, and it was confusing...
- I'm drunk.
- And kinda graphic.
And who here would I
lay pipe with anyway?
Colt?
No.
God no.
You deserve much...
Much better.
All right.
I'll see you around, Bethy.
Ow.
Kinda got my boob on that one.
Tried pretty hard
to catch that bouquet.
Oh, yeah, I don't
know what that was.
I'm just confident
this is gonna last.
Don't pressure me
into anything, okay?
We'll just keep it cool.
What we'll do.
You know, I think
god had creator's block
you are a walking
f***ing stereotype.
Well obviously Satan
didn't have the same
problem with you.
You're creatively evil!
Idiot!
The Elon musk of hatefulness...
oh good one!
The inception of
sluttiness, just layers...
so creative!
And layers of whorish behavior.
You know what, Quentin?
Every single time we get close...
you f*** a dude in prison?
No, he was on trial.
For murder!
For manslaughter!
If we go back in there,
I will hate myself.
Oh please, if we
go back in there
it's because I hate myself.
Ow.
Get in!
Okay.
Yeah.
Okay.
Now, go, go, go.
Faster, faster, faster.
Bethanie?
Don't go on this dance floor!
Gonna find a dude to finger me!
What are you doing?
Come with me.
Oh god.
Not feeling so good.
Ugh, god.
I'm sorry, excuse me, hi.
Excuse me, sir...
What, what?
Do you have like tums or bab...
it's buffet style, senorita!
- What?
- I can't get everything!
Why would that be
on the buffet table?
Why are you yelling at me?
Want a salami sensation?
Oh god Colt, get out of my way.
Man!
Everybody keeps taking
a hot dump on me.
Yeah, yeah.
Everybody keeps
shitting on me too,
and still expects
so much, right?
Yeah!
I don't even have
big dreams, you know?
Just little mini,
miniature size ones
and everyone still
squashes them, you know?
My future, my life.
Bro.
I'm a f***in' joke.
I know dude, I know.
I know you know,
everybody knows.
Colt the f*** up,
we get the message.
You know?
But you know...
Sh*t's gotta change.
Yeah.
Know what I'm saying?
Yeah.
Yeah, you know what?
He's right.
He's right.
I am right!
Yeah, listen to this guy!
Listen to me, people.
We have to unionize!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
We have been
persecuted for too long,
today we go on strike!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
What about the reception?
F*** the reception, man.
We're occupying the kitchen,
we are the 99 percent.
Actually, they far
outnumber you out there.
We have been treated
unfairly for too long,
we will be paid equally
at a rate fairly.
Solidarity, my brothers!
Stop it!
What are you doing, maxi?
- You did it!
- No, you did this!
You did it, you're
the man, revolucion!
We're not friends!
Strike, strike, strike, strike!
We're done.
You're the man!
Oh my god.
Damn it!
How'd that happen?
Hey, Greta, where's
Jim, have you seen Jim?
What are you doing,
have you see Jim?
Whoa, hey, you dipping?
You dip, I dip, we dip.
Get low.
You dip, I dip, we dip.
Ah, Jim.
Jim!
Jim!
Jim!
So what do you wanna sing?
I don't know the name
of it but it's like...
You don't know me
you don't really
please stop?
Why do you wanna sing that?
It was just a certain
girl's favorite song from 06
and I'm a big believer
in grand gestures, so.
Sorry, but...
We just play swing,
jazz, big band...
And mid aughties ballets.
So you're in luck.
Thanks man.
F***.
Let's get serious for a second.
Does jet fuel get
hot enough to...
excuse us for one...
Hey...
Jim!
Hey, what's up buddy?
I'm talking to this
pretty lady right now.
How much you got to drink in the
last like hour and 20 minutes?
Um, I don't know.
Have you checked your p*ssy?
Gotcha.
- Right, okay.
- Roasted.
You notice anything
peculiar about her?
Oh, yeah, Jim...
I checked, first thing.
No ring.
Okay, look again.
Pretty hot.
Look again.
She's fat as sh*t.
I'm pregnant.
Hey lady...
Shh!
Can she hear us?
Every word.
So, you're not
seeing anyone then?
All right.
Where was I?
Tower seven.
He's flirting with literally
except for me.
How do I get him
to see me that way?
You're trying too hard.
See, my mother
taught me not to act
like some desperate
schoolyard floozy.
Am I a floozy?
You want a boy's attention?
Give him as little as possible.
In my day we called that
playing hard to get.
You might wanna write that down.
I think I'm okay.
It drives the boys wild.
It's how I got my Sully here.
Isn't that right, honey?
Oh you are just so
sweet, thank you so much.
And you're a real c*nt!
Jim!
Jim!
You sir, have a beautiful home.
I love the parties here,
back in high school...
We used to dry hump all
over your tennis court.
Sometimes wet.
We all did.
Not her.
That's a child.
Margie's dad.
Or can I call you Tobias?
Spit it to me
straight, Tobester.
How much easier was it to
get laid back in the day?
Cause today...
Sucks.
I mean, I tried it all.
I tweet, I swipe, I snap.
Feminism.
Best case scenario...
I get a Hummer in the
back seat of my Camry.
Good.
Paul's got the right
idea, you know.
He's just...
Lock and park Margie down now,
just f***ing cuddle.
And procreate, respectively.
In the marital bed, so you
can have grandchildren.
I'm sorry.
That's potpourri.
My grandpa, he used to
take me to feed the birds.
And now...
I have no grandpa,
no girlfriend,
and no pigeon.
It doesn't matter
how much I try.
I can't get the
blood off my hands.
You've been to war,
you know what it's like.
It was like...
Like a balloon
full of spaghetti.
And the beak?
The beak is barely
on there, man.
I've been holding on to it
I can't let it go.
All right, we have...
Where's the beak?
24 minutes to get...
I lost the beak!
Out the door,
that's up to the cake.
Speaking of which,
once we cut the cake...
That's it, we're done,
like this is over.
That deserves a
celebratory dance.
Oh wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Yeah.
I'm in, I'm in.
All right, let's try this.
Ever since that girl
said hello to me
I'm in as dizzy
on my face you see a smile
where there used to be a frown
why do you have this like dra...
no, no, no, no, don't,
don't, don't, stop.
Okay, wow.
What the f*** is this, Jim?
It's...
It's an engagement ring.
Yeah.
but this is weird.
Okay, all right,
the past few weeks
it's just been a haze,
and I proposed and I forgot
it was in there until tonight,
so I've been carrying
around this ring
like a depressed Frodo Baggins.
Look...
Yeah, come here.
Look, Jim.
We have had a lot of fun tonight
but you clearly still
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