Mamaboy Page #2

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It's great, sir.

Thank you.

It's good.

We are all counting on you.

This is... this is very stylish.

It's the new style.

You should try it, sir.

I think I might.

Well, good to see you.

Good to see you.

Pleasure, sir.

Hey.

I'm coming.

Hey, bombs away!

Gosh, get off me.

Baa.

Pretend like you're actually

a normal human being for once.

Ah, you don't want that.

Ah.

- No.

- Come here, babe.

First day of senior year.

- You smiling?

- Yes.

- This is for my mother.

- I know.

It's going on

the Christmas card.

Ok.

Cheese.

Ok.

Great.

Preserved for all eternity.

Yeah.

Oh, yes.

I feel good all under.

Are you finally wearing

the right sized underwear?

Underwear.

Underwear, underwear, underwear.

Nopes. Oh, well.

More room to, uh,

indulge that bulge, you know?

Yeah, you wish.

You know what I'm saying?

Walk in swinging.

All right, Ace.

Let's burn rubber.

These ladies are awaiting

our glorious presence.

Woo.

Who's that driving

the green bug?

That's Frankie Wilson.

Sure is an improvement

over that old Van.

I don't know.

I mean, you could really stretch

your legs out in that Van.

Oooh.

What is this?

Hello, ladies.

Oh, well, that sucks.

It's Milton.

Ew.

Hey, there's Kelly Hankins.

Who's that with him?

That's ditto Moore.

You mean Ditzo Moore.

Hi, Kelly.

Hi, candy.

- How was your summer?

- Awful.

I just stared at my phone and

prayed for a call from you,

but my prayers went unanswered.

Well, i... I didn't

have you number.

That brazen hussy.

Like a spider waiting

to devour a fly.

Let me have that number.

I'll take that.

Like you'd know

what to do with it.

Oh. I was this close to

scoring with those babes

until the "Hunkins" ruined it.

Sorry to ruin

your scene, Milton.

You always ruin my scene.

You stole Mary Beth

barber from me.

Kissed her right in

front the flagpole.

Milton, that was

in kindergarten.

I mean, she kissed me.

I pushed her down.

- Get over it.

- Oh, ho, ho.

Well, the great and powerful

Kelly Hankins has spoken.

You need to take

it down a notch.

I will pull back the curtain

on you, you just wait and see.

That's one delusional hombre.

Yeah.

Attention, students.

Attention.

Go.

That's right.

You know it.

Attention.

Is this even... attention.

Hoodlum, punk, gangster.

Oh, there we go.

Good morning, students.

Good morning, principal Miller.

As many of you know, I am

Mr. Miller, the principal

here at Butterhill high.

And our dedicated

and respected staff

would like to welcome

you back to yet

another year here at

your favorite school.

And we have two new

faculty members this year.

As a result of the

brilliant investigative work

of our very own "Butterhill

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