All Summers End Page #2

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Hey, calm down, man.

Why'd you have to do that?

You're embarrassing me...

What are you talking about?

Dude, I don't even know

where his hands have been.

Where they been, Connie?

Obviously not on Grace.

Ohh. You hear that, Con?

Obviously not on Grace.

That hurt.

That hurt.

So, you'd, uh,

get a little kiss?

No, you totally blew the moment,

dude.

- I was going to.

- [laughs] Blew the moment?

- Yeah.

- Aw, did you hear this, kid?

Yeah, I'm hearing it.

[laughs] Stop with the angry

game, Con, alright?

You ditched us for her.

I was just leaving to come find

you guys, I swear.

Ohh, OK, well, looked like you were just

trying to find something, if you ask me.

Oh, man,

finding something for sure.

[laughs] Should we even include

him in tonight's plans, Tim?

See, uh, I don't know.

I just don't know.

- I don't know either, man.

- Just tell me what's goin' on.

[laughs]

Alright, we got wheels.

My Granddad's taking the night off, so

we'll snag his truck. He won't even know.

You can't drive.

Dude, I got my permit alright,

don't be a p*ssy.

Why can't we just head over to the

fireworks like everybody else?

Lame. Lame!

Oh, we're doing it

with or without you, Con.

I mean, you wanna ditch us

again, go for it.

- C'mon, man.

- Oh, no, no, no, no, it's cool, man. Have fun, buddy.

See you later.

Peace.

[groans]

Alright, Tim, open the trunk

and take the wheel, alright?

[Tim] Go, go!

Open it man, open it.

Let's go, let's go.

[laughs] Look what I got.

[laughing]

Let's go, c'mon.

[howling]

- Oh, sh*t let's go.

- Hunter, let's go. C'mon, c'mon.

Go, go, go, go, go.

[laughs]

Damn, dude. You need to stop

pulling that sh*t.

Jesus, you were loving it

like five seconds ago.

Yeah, what's your deal, man?

I mean, ever since

you started getting p*ssy,

you've turned into a p*ssy.

[Tim] Man's got a point.

You're just jealous 'cause

I'm actually getting some.

Ah, if you're such a man,

then why don't you prove it?

I'm not proving sh*t to you.

Oh, wow, what do you think, Tim?

Think he'd prove something to

shitface Grace if she asked him to?

[laughs]

I bet he would.

Yeah, I think so, too.

No real man chooses some chick

over his best buds.

[Tim laughs]

Hey, Tim,

make a left right here.

Fourth house on the right.

Dude, you don't have the balls.

[crickets chirping]

[horn honking]

What the hell? Hey!

Eat a dick, b*tch!

- [laughs]

- Did you see the look on his face?

What the hell, Hunter,

he saw me!

Jeez, man, whatever,

OK, it's dark.

He doesn't have a clue. Besides it's

a stupid plant, alright, who cares?

[honking]

Oh, sh*t!

Sh*t.

[Hunter] Alright, chill out, you guys.

Make a right up ahead,

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