Lymelife Page #2
I understand.
Charlie's...
Charlie is not the guy
that I married.
Well, we all change
somewhat, no?
Yeah, I know,
but, god, why me?
I mean, a bus, a robbery,
an accident.
But Lyme disease?
Hey, look,
you're not the one
who has Lyme disease, right?
Smile.
Okay.
Next.
Enjoy yourself now,
dick weed.
Fartlett.
Okay, look at the birdie.
Look at me.
I will f***ing destroy you
there, blue eyes.
Today I'm gonna shove
a telephone pole
so far up your bung...
come on.
Give me a smile.
is into me.
Whatever.
Well, what do you think
I should do?
I mean, he's so mint.
But I don't know.
His real name isn't Blaze.
like Barry.
Hey, Fartlett.
We need to talk.
- We do?
- Yeah.
Unless you're too scared.
No, I'm not scared.
Get over here,
you little dick.
Nice suit, Fartlett.
What do you want?
I see your n*gger-rich daddy
driving all over town
in his Porsche,
and I want some money
for my own, okay?
Todd, what the f***?
Let him go.
You're such an animal.
- $20 every friday.
Oh, you're a motherf***er.
Get the f*** over here.
Get the f*** over here.
F*** over here.
Add $20, ass wipe.
A**hole loser.
Slutty whore.
Scott, are...
are you okay?
Do you want me
to call your mom or something?
No, I'm fine.
Well, how are you
gonna get home?
Jesus, just get
the f*** out of here.
Well, I'm just saying I can
call your mom if you want.
She can bring you an ice pack
or some yoo-hoo or something.
Just... what the f***
is wrong with you?
Just go.
Fine.
This is the best birthday
But in your letter,
you said
that you wouldn't be here
till next week.
I mean, I've got it...
look, right here.
It's okay.
Ma, I know. I know.
I got out a week early.
I just forgot to call
is all, okay?
Okay, you know, I just...
I... you know me.
I like to be prepared.
You know,
I wouldn't have made that.
Oh, honey, you look so thin,
you know, like you got
rickets in your bones.
I mean, what do
they feed you there?
Um, pretty much
this kind of stuff.
- Oh, god almighty.
- I'm sorry.
No, it's great. I love it.
It's great. Thank you.
Mm, before I left,
my commanding officer told me
I might be activated
because of the Falklands,
so basically I'm here
till told otherwise.
Ooh, the Balkan Islands.
I saw that on TV.
Balkan, Falkland.
Hello?
Hi, honey. Hi.
Guess who.
Yeah, where is
the little sh*t?
R2-d2, is that really you?
Jim.
- Hey, Jim.
- Hey.
Oh, you got big.
No, no, no, okay, you know,
I mean, uh, mature,
like, uh...
like a little lady.
Yeah, you look good too.
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