Love At First Hiccup Page #2

I got some... R-rated moves for ya."

Dude, what are you

doing in here, boy?

Okay. Don't mind me.

Hey, come on, close the door,

it's not that big.

Or, is it?

Come on, you guys, walk!

You can do it. One foot afterthe other.

Don't tell me

you're talking to yourfeet, Vic?

- No, I, I....

- Just go on up to her, man. Come on.

Just do it, Vic.

Do it, man,

Here comes your lover boy to

comment on your dress again.

I sense your credit card's

gonna hit the limit tonight.

Victor, my man, you obviously have

something important to say.

I'm, I'm sorry, what was that?

Any hiccup experts in the house?

I know a good trick.

Come on, you've tortured Victor

long enough.

So Victor, do you want me to try

to fix these hiccups of yours?

I'll give you a great, big kiss if you

can do one more hiccup for me.

Victor?

Victor?

Victor!

So, what will it be, big boy?

Go, buddy!

I, I can't do it.

But the most important thing is that

your hiccups are cured, right?

Guess I'm stuck paying the tab

tonight.

That's the price you have to pay for

having such a "lovely dress".

- Hey, I got the hiccups too!

- No, no, no, no, I do!

She would have kissed me!

Zachary Jaaaaaaaaames!!!!

That's my name, don't wear it out.

I got the copyright, lady.

You know I can't stand spiders!

Then it's a good thing

it's made out of licorice.

Where did I go wrong?

- When you and dad were getting....

- Yes, thank you, young man.

Sounds like you woke up your mom,

Zachary.

- Good morning.

- Hi, Dad.

What about Victor? Is he up yet?

The old booze hound is hung over.

Oh, don't be silly. Your brother

doesn't drink.

Yeah, and I don't dig girls over

Victor, breakfast is ready!

Oh, good morning.

So son, any nice-looking girls there

last night?

- Yeah, did you get any p*ssy?

- Zachary!

You need to use a different

language, young man!

Yes, mom.

Hizole consigue coo?

Did you get to

bump into any big jugs?

Stop it!

Back in my day,

we called them melons.

Christian!

Well, some people did, but, no, no,

not me.

You know, I better get back to work.

- Oh, don't forget this one.

- Thank you, son.

See you.

So, what kind of trouble are you

boys planning on getting into today?

Nothing out of the ordinary, -

- maybe knock over

a liquor store, hit the titty bar.

Oh, that's great!

Hey, mom, did anyone call?

No. Who would have called?

Oh, I don't know.

What if she's crazy about me,

but just doesn't know it yet?

In theory she already kissed me.

It's all subconscious.

She even smiled at me this morning.

Anya's the type who'd smile

at a child molester.

If she likes you so much, why

don't you go over and talk to her?

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