Spun Page #2

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...and shut your mouth

permanently. Got it?

Now get the f*** out of here.

- He asked me to leave...

- I know.

What are you doing?

He's the last one!

He was the last one!

Fine, man. I'll go to Main Street

and score my sh*t.

Yeah, get your little chicken feed.

I'll go to Main Street

because they have good sh*t.

You like that little chicken feed?

Is that what you want?

Little chicken feed, huh?

You're a f***ing a**hole!

Hey! Hey!

What happened?

Where have you been?

Did you find it?

- I don't know where it is!

- Why not?

If I did, I would have had it on me.

If that was the case,

wouldn't I have walked in with it?

- This is the third time you lost the sh*t.

- That's so f***ing unfair!

You're always blaming me.

You always knock me down.

Maybe if you'd put me up,

I wouldn't be such a fuckup!

Fine!

F***ing...

It's okay.

F***ing shithead! Loser!

F***! Don't call me a loser, Cookie!

Loser!

Frisbee, sex and travel, man.

I told you to sex and travel.

- Take a f***ing hike, you understand?

- It's me.

Oh, hey, man. Hey, man.

Look, I'm really f***ing sorry, man.

I haven't got anything.

Why don't you just split?

F***ing loser. Loser! Loser!

Hey, baby. It's me.

Loser.

You see, your friend out there,

she said that...

That she could hook me up

with her own stash.

What is with you and Nikki?

If she hooks you up with some

of her own personal stash...

...it's not gonna be

her own personal stash.

Yeah. There's this guy here

named Ross, and he's got a car.

- What kind?

- Volvo.

- And what color?

- Brown.

Bring him by, and tell that insect

I said to chill the f*** out.

Spider, he says,

"Chill the f*** out!"

This guy's got the knowledge, man.

He's the man.

Few people have what this guy has.

He's like a gold mine.

I'll talk to you later.

I love you.

Bye.

- Everything cool? Can we do this?

- Yeah. You ready?

You better get back here and f*** me,

bastard, if you want any kind of dinner!

You better get your skinny ass

back here!

I guess it's time to go

make up with Mama, huh?

Sounds like a good plan.

- You know where I live, right?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- This one right here?

- Right. Park right over there.

Okay, wait right here.

I'll be right back.

Wait here, hon.

Don't leave.

Baby. Hi.

Hey.

- What's up?

- How you doing?

- Here's for bringing the girl back.

- Oh, sh*t. Thanks.

- She get your number?

- Yeah, I gave her my number.

- We'll call you when we need you.

- Thank you so much. You just call.

Bye. I'll see you later.

Ross? It's your mother. I'm coming

in a couple of weeks to visit.

Call so we can make some plans,

okay? Love you. Bye- bye.

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