The Last Resort Page #2

What do you think of the goof-up?

I'm not sure why,

but I think I kinda like him.

We knewed it!

I mean..

I mean we knew better!

I think, we actually considering

going home with him!

- Oh, no, no!

Not our Betty-Wetty.

- Well, a part of me kinda wants to.

- What?

No way!

- Are you serious?

Is hell's freezing over or something?

Just boys!

Hey, you guys,

stop!

Come on,

let's go...

So, what's it like working in television?

- You know, it's...

I don't...

- really produce TV shows?

- Ya, I'm sorry!

Really!

Jeremy convinced me that would

be a good idea...

- to help you score with the ladies!

- I need all the help I can get.

What you really do?

- Tenth-grade English teacher.

- Really?

You know...

I had this huge crush on my tenth-grade

English teacher.

Look!

Look what I got.

- Where did you get?

- I guess, from him?

- You're smart.

He is smart.

Sorry.

About that crush?

You know, it all happened on a

field trip to the beach.

- I'm sure, we can find a beach somewhere.

- Oh, really?

- Mind, take a walk?

Ya,

Give me one second

Hey!

- Here you go!

Hey, how it's going with the boss man?

- So far good.

Sophia and the boss man sitting

on a tree...

F-U-C-K!

Oh, my God!

You should totally go f*** his brains out!

Because what stays in Mexico,

happens in Mexico, right?

Wait, wait!

Do you mind if I leave with him?

- Oh, go!

One of us should get laid tonight!

- You know, are you sure?

This is your week...

- Go, go, do it.

Knock yourself out!

I'll meet you in time for breakfast.

Bye guys! Okay, bye!

- Bye.

That was awesome.

So, how do you feel about tutoring me...

..somewhere more private?

I think we need to go.

- Already?

I only had a few drinks.

- We know!

Come on! No need to use up all

that fun in the first night.

Sorry, champ!

Dance is over.

- Ya, says who?

- We're going home.

I guess,

I have to go now.

What the f*** is your problem?

- She's getting married next week, a**hole.

I'm getting piece of that ass, tonight.

So back off, b*tch!

Damn it!

That was awesome!

- That was not funny.

I shouldn't have done that.

- That was hilarious.

You know, every time we go out,

one of you gets in trouble.

- So, you kick someone in the balls?

It's sweet.

It's like a tradition.

I wish, just once we can go out...

..and have nice, calm, quiet evening.

- Ok, that would be an awesome bachelor party!

Alrite..alrite!

Can we just go back to the house, please?

Give me a cock to pin on the wall already.

Hello?

- Oh, finally!

- What, she answered this time?

Oh, God..so sorry, Beth.

I'm fine.

We thank her for ruining my week!

- She sounds really pissed?

- She's hangover.

Don't worry about it.

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