The Party Is Over Page #3

Um, charming, but I don't think

it would be very appropriate.

Not even as friends?

Sana?

I guess

i could do that.

Okay.

See ya.

I'm calling you.

Oh, and I'm not gonna

show you my hair, pervert.

You're good.

She's...

Very good.

High and tight.

Thanks, Fino.

I had fun.

I'm sorry about David.

Don't worry about it.

He'll be all right.

Talk to you later?

Yeah.

( Sighs )

Last time...

I promise.

Yeah, I'll, uh,

let you know.

( Coughs )

What the f***'s

wrong with you?

( Exhales sharply )

( Making explosion noises )

Don't do that.

Yo!

What up?

Where were you?

Fino!

Yeah?

Where'd you end up

last night, dude?

Nia's.

I knew it! You actually

can't say no, can you?

Saying no is hard.

Will made a girl cry.

You roofie'd

a Muslim girl's drink.

She was a terrorist.

She was actually

a very, very sweet girl.

You're sweet. What happened? You

guys go nuts on each other?

Yeah. I walked over there,

kicked in the door,

slapped her around,

pinned her down.

The usual sort of deal.

Why would you invite her?

You knew that would happen.

I know.

She taunted me like a Spanish

bull, and I went for it.

You know, one time, me and this chick

choked each other while we f***ed.

I'm feeling better already.

When was that?

Last summer.

I went on tour with

Trevor's band, and, uh,

me and their merch girl...

Her name was, uh, Sandy...

Um, we kind of hit it off,

and one night

towards the end of the week, we found

ourselves in the back of the Van

with a bottle

of peach vodka.

You know how that goes.

So...

I was on top,

and, uh,

I put my hand against the back

panel, sort of bracing myself,

and my other hand

was on her collarbone.

And I think she thought I was

being aggressive or something,

so she put her hand

on my throat,

kind of matching

my movements, sort of,

and after a minute, I was like, "f*** that.

I'm gonna choke her back."

So there we are in the back of the

Van, choking each other and f***ing.

( Groaning )

Oh, man.

Oh, I'm sorry,

guys.

I know I'm a little bit

of a mess.

What you're doing

is dysfunctional,

but at the end of the day,

what are you doing?

You're satisfying

a beautiful woman.

Now, there's nothing wrong with that.

I hope you're right.

Fino, I've got an idea

that'll cheer you up.

It's not the best move

for you in terms of morality,

but I'm pretty sure it'll

make you feel better. What?

Oh, it's good.

It's good.

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well, I'll write it

all down for you

bitter teeth bitter tune

bitter you

well, you sew what you sew

what you say

still you kill love

when you can

and why? Why would you

kill this world, my son?

and why?

why would you

leave it all for naught?

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