The Inevitable Defeat of Mister & Pete Page #2

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Man, whatever, Dip Stick.

What? What you call me?

Punk motherf***er!

Hey, what do you think

you're doing?

Oh, okay.

We'll see!

We'll see!

We're out of cereal and milk and everything.

Take the card

and go to the store.

I told you.

Dude at the store took it.

You have to go get it.

I circled the ones you can do.

They probably don't care

about background checks.

This is what you think of me?

I wasn't about to circle rocket scientist

if that's what you mean.

Mister,

what's your problem?

My problem?

You are gonna stop talking to me

like I'm your goddamn child.

I'm your mother.

You think I'm

satisfied with this life?

I'm not.

I'm just trying to

get things in order.

You been saying that

for how long now?

I'm sick of hearing it.

You know what I'm sick of?

I'm sick of you.

You and your smartass mouth.

You keep on talking sh*t,

I'm gonna kick your

nappy-head ass out for good.

What's the difference?

I'll be better off.

That's the sh*t

I'm talking about.

You just know everything,

don't you?

Don't you?

I do what I do

'cause ain't nobody

gonna help me.

They never have.

They never will.

Mister,

take Pete and go.

You're disgusting.

I wish you would just

die already.

At least we have

that in common.

Take Pete and go.

That's B-Ball.

B-Ball?

Like basketball?

No, like Bernard Ball.

That's his name.

Stay right here,

right next to him.

Why?

So no one messes with you.

Can't I come with you, Mister?

Hell, no!

Why is he staring at you

like that?

He always does that.

In like 10 minutes,

head back up.

She probably won't even know you're there.

Grab some jelly

from the fridge,

grab some bread,

make a sandwich.

Alice.

Come for a ride

with me, Mister.

What's up, Alice?

Let's go for a ride.

I got my board.

I see. You got something

better going on or what?

All right.

I can kick it

with you for a minute.

He with you?

Who?

You sure you don't wanna

check on her?

Nah, she's all right.

She's probably asleep.

She works nights, so...

I saw you when I was

getting ready for my run.

You see me?

When I was skating?

I thought maybe that was you.

I see you out there

every Saturday, Mister.

You wanna know

who that man I was with is?

B*tch, you think I'm

giving you sh*t for free?

Say I'll work for it one more time

and I'll f*** your sh*t up!

You know her?

Yeah, that's... That's...

Nah.

I don't know her.

Go ahead, Pete.

Why do you frown so much?

Doesn't it make your face hurt?

Anyways...

Anyways.

I miss you, knucklehead.

I miss hanging out

in our building.

You were always so sweet to me.

Just tell me you miss me too.

I guess.

I don't know.

I really haven't seen you

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