Fanboys Page #2

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So we figured you got the right to know.

You got the right to make your peace.

How am I supposed to make my peace

when the guy doesn't even want me to know?

With all due respect, Eric,

this isn't about you.

- I-You know what?

- Holy sh*t.

- Jesus Christ.

- If it ain't C-3Penis Face and R2-D*ckhead.

What did you just say, you giant bastard?

- Well, well put.

- Thank you.

- Still see you're driving the nerd-mobile.

- Chaz, you're an idiot.

Hey, you know what? While you're out here

sticking G.I. Joes up your butt...

I convinced Dad to let me

recut the commercial.

So suck it. Huh?

Aw, see, you flinched.

That's gonna be two, Princess Leia.

Nanu-nanu.

Get a haircut.

- We should have killed him

when we had the chance.

- Yeah.

Jackass. Linus is coming over

to the carriage house later. So are you.

Bye, Eric.

No lightning! No lightning!

- Aw, sh*t. I'm a midget.

- I'm gonna flatten your ass right now.

Ah!

Suck it, Count Fagula.

Wow!

- There's no teaming up.

That's a rule!

-

Owl Head cramp!

Don't kill me.

- Hey.

- Donkey balls.

You made it, man.

Your mom said clean up this sh*t-hole

or no grilled cheese for a week?

That's emotional blackmail,

and you know it!

- Screw you!

- I will sue you! Renter's rights!

- You don't pay rent!

- Damn. Damn!

- What the hell is he doing here, man?

- It was Hutch's idea.

Grab a controller.

We're ganging up on Windows in Mario Kart.

I can't.

I came to talk to Linus actually.

Can I talk to you alone, man?

Linus. Hey, stop walking.

Linus! Hold up, man.

- Stop. What the hell, man?

I did nothing to you.

- Exactly. You did nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

Eric Bottler graduates high school

and never looks back.

You bailed on our plan, Bottler!

What plan?

To be the next big thing in comics?

Come on, man.

That was never gonna happen.

I did what I had to do, dude. I grew up.

I'm the only one who did.

- Look at you guys.

- You can fool everybody...

with this cheap suit,

salesman-of-the-year pitch.

But I know you better than anybody...

and deep down,

you are one miserable son of a b*tch.

- Miserable, huh?

- Yeah. Miserable.

Miserable is wasting your life

in Hutch's garage playing video games...

arguing whether or not

Luke really had a thing for Leia.

You know as well as anybody...

that as soon as Luke knew Leia

was his sister, it was hands off.

They still kiss.

That was Leia kissing Luke

to make Han jealous.

That was the second time.

The first time-

The first time they're about to die!

- They were not, you liar.

- They were swinging 30,000 feet in the air.

You know when you're a sibling, okay?

There's something innate.

- There's no telepathy between

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