The Magic of Belle Isle Page #2

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Perfect.

You know what he likes

to do late at night?

What?

He looks for an open window,

sneaks in,

crawls right up

to where you're sleeping,

sticks out his long, slimy tongue,

and licks your feet.

Finn, stop it!

If you catch him licking

your feet, do not,

I repeat

do not open your eyes.

If he sees that you're awake,

he'll bite off a toe

and swallow it whole!

Dinner's ready.

Mother, Finn's scaring Flora again.

She keeps making up stuff

about the man at Dog Dave's,

says he eats worms.

Well, maybe he was hungry.

Poor Don.

Yeah, with all that basketball,

he was in such good shape.

That is why I always refrain

from any form of exercise.

You'll get to see him again.

He'll visit soon.

What's going on?

Flora misses Daddy.

Oh... I know, sweetie.

This has been hard on all of us.

But you know he's gonna visit soon.

Why can't you and Daddy

get married again?

Oh... I wish we could.

You know,

sometimes mommies and daddies

just can't be happy together.

I tried to explain that to her, but...

Are you happy now?

Oh...

I have my three girls...

and that's all I ever want.

Aaaah!

Mmm...

kindred spirit.

Ahh...

Ah, you must be the dog.

Be seated.

We have some things to discuss.

Dog Dave has left you

in my care for the summer.

Right off,

we're gonna change your name.

You are not some

rock 'n' roll icon from Liverpool.

You're a dog,

and you shall be named appropriately.

You will take pride in this name,

and one day, thank me.

I shall call you...

Spot

It's a good name...

even though you don't have spots.

It's not about spots,

as you will come to understand.

Now, I expect to witness

the finer side of your character.

If one of the local b*tches is in heat,

she will remain so,

without any assistance on your part

to alleviate her condition.

That's generally

a good way to handle it.

Oh.

One more thing:
no farting.

Peace and love.

Not now, Carl.

I've got work to do.

Me, too.

I hope you're ready for me,

Belle Isle,

'cause I'm coming for you.

Is this the Dollar Ride?

Good.

Does your transportation services

accommodate the handicapped?

Excellent, sir,

because if you did not

accommodate the handicapped,

I would sue

your unaccommodating ass.

Buenas dias, seoritas.

I don't know about you,

but this music makes me

feel like dancing.

Two Ding Dongs...

Bag of Cheetos...

And a box

of gluten-free Fruity Pebbles.

Will that be all?

Uh, I'll have another bottle

of your finest sour mash whiskey.

That will be $37.42.

Take it out of that.

So, it's Mahmoud, is it?

Yes, sir.

Here is your change.

- Uh-oh.

- What?

Classic check-out stand blunder.

What is?

In a word, Slim Jims.

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