Big girl smash

That is what a nice guy I am.

And I'm out of balloons. Is a baggie alright?

Yeah, that's cool.

I'll just get one for you.

Honey?

Will you get me some baggies and, uh, Twistix from the kitchen?

Okay.

Hey, uh, what do you think about Trudy?

She ain't got a boyfriend. You want to, uh, hang out, get high?

Which one's Trudy? The one with all the shit in her face?

No, that's Judy. That's my wife.

Alright, man.

Thank you.

No, I can't. I gotta do something.

Alright, no problemo.

Pick a rain check.

Uh-oh.

Thank you, Jody.

You got your Malibu?

Oh, man. You know what some fucker did the other day?

What?

Fucking keyed it.

Oh, man. That's fucked up.

Tell me about it.

I had it in storage for three years.

It was out five days, and some dickless piece of shit fucked with it.

Then you should be fucking killed, man.

No trial, no jury. Straight to execution.

I wish I could have caught him doing it.

I'd have given anything to catch that asshole doing it.

It'd have been worth him doing it, just so I could have caught him doing it.

What a fucker.

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