Wanderlust Page #3

You said that!

In any case, it doesn't

matter who said it.

Nobody's buying studio

apartments right now.

It's a microloft.

Okay, let's just grow up and

call things what they are.

It's a studio apartment.

I knew it!

Even if you could sell it,

it would be at a loss.

You're not seeing that money again.

As soon as we can get

back on our feet,

we'll talk about coming

back to New York.

Right now my brother

has offered me a job

and Atlanta's the best

place for us to be.

They call it "Hot-lanta!"

Isn't that funny?

You're so obsessed with your Joe's

Coffee. It had to be Joe's Coffee.

It's great f***ing coffee!

We are f***ed, we are f***ed!

We're f***ed! George, stop!

That's how much you made

last year, $800.

You know what? I think you

like that I don't work.

How could you let this

happen to us?

Eight hundred dollars!

I didn't mean it. I was upset.

Yes, I meant it! I

told you, you did!

Oh!

You were the one that

said, "Let's look

"in the West Village to

buy an apartment. "

I'm turning on the music!

Don't turn on that music.

Cock.

I can't be in this car

anymore! Jesus Christ!

I just can't. We've got

to stop somewhere.

Fine. Okay.

I'm just really tired, okay?

I said "fine," all right?

Just quit selling me

after I said yes.

Elysium Bed and Breakfast,

Oh, my God, it's just a shack

and it's closed. I'm going

to scream, George.

It's a fruit stand.

Hold on, what's down that road?

"Elysium. Dreams dispensed daily.

Bring your own container. "

I just hope they have a bed.

If they didn't, it would probably be

called "Elysium just Breakfast. "

Does everything have to

be a joke, George?

Are you looking for the B and B?

It's another half mile.

You can't miss it.

Thank you. Thank you.

Leave? Yeah.

Back up, back up, back up.

No, no, no.

He's following us!

What does he want?

Honey, he's coming after

us! Oh, my God!

What does he want? I don't know!

He wants to chop us

up into 100 pieces

to make a suit out of our skins!

I don't know. Just back up faster!

The Bed and Breakfast is the

other way! The other way!

He's getting really close!

Hurry! What are you doing?

Oh, my God!

Oh, God! Oh, God!

Are you guys okay?

Oh, boy.

There is nothing we can do

about it until morning.

But we'll take care of you.

My name is Wayne, by the

way. I'm a nudist.

Yes, we noticed your penis earlier.

Touch!

I'm sorry?

Don't be sorry. It means "good

evening" in Swedish.

I studied economics in Stockholm.

But don't worry, I'm

not going to be

throwing Swedish at you all night.

"God afton" is pretty much

all I can remember.

But there I go, running

off at the mouth again.

Some people call it "verbal diarrhea. "

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