Grave Page #3

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You'll stretch them with your big feet.

Come here!

I'm not your slave!

Your handwriting is awful.

What?

Do you write on the washer?

Hands off!

I just fixed a couple things.

Small errors, mostly.

Take what you need and scram.

-Move.

-Can I try it on?

Quick.

It's not me.

OK, get out.

-Like this?

-Yeah.

You piss me off.

See you.

F*** this!

Could you help me with...

Don't stop. So good.

-That's pork.

-So?

Grab some ketchup.

What's in your pocket?

Sorry?

Your lab coat. There.

Show me.

Problem solved.

I need to see to ring it up.

Stealing a burger's f***ed up,

even for me. You need cash?

Did anyone see?

Nah.

Own it. Why that?

Don't know.

I'm starving.

It'll be awesome.

It's stupid.

It's a first, we need to celebrate.

-It's on me.

-Great.

What's your sister's problem?

-What problem?

-Let's sit over there.

I don't know,

she's not exactly friendly.

What do you know?

You barely talk to her.

Neither have you, since you arrived.

I can't if you watch.

Say that you kill a guy's hard-on for life.

It's so bullshit to sell booze at rest stops.

Check the bigwigs.

Big rigs, you mean.

Wig's different.

Big wigs are like VIPs or something.

OK. Even with an hour's sleep,

you're still drunk.

Do you think they swap blood

or inject water, like cyclists?

Ask him yourself.

Where you kids off to?

Just having some schwarma.

Then back to campus.

You're at the vet school?

I came down there once with my pig,

he had the flu.

Flu's bad for pigs.

But he's better now.

-You have a pig in your truck?

-Yeah.

We all do.

To swap our boozer blood.

Pigs are almost like humans.

Have you learned that yet?

Genetically, or something.

Well kiddos,

enjoy your meal.

Little lady's hungry.

Don't they feed you down there?

School's good. You're lucky.

You're up?

For breakfast.

Putting on a barbecue?

What do you eat?

Cereal.

Cereal's up there.

I'm just getting milk, OK?

So you cheated.

No.

You admit your friend did.

No.

Miss, I don't have a soft spot

for top students,

unlike all my colleagues,

I feel more sympathy

for your friend than you.

School is tough for him.

He has to fight to stay.

But you,

the wonder child,

you ride in and depress my students.

Some would sooner drop out

than compare themselves to you.

You aren't needed here.

Worse, you scare away excellent doctors.

As you can guess,

I'd rather see your ranking drop

than your friend's.

It was him.

Two fingers will make it come up faster.

Alex!

Hey!

Alex!

Can we talk?

Can't hear you!

We have to talk.

Afterwards!

One time I made out with a one-armed guy.

No way.

Yeah.

It took me two hours to notice.

You know, he draped a blazer

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