Wet Dreams and False Images Page #2

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And he's a great tango dancer.

He'll help us with the festival.

It wasn't me.

Mr. Kang, what's wrong?

What's wrong with you?

Begin the class!

Do you have a girlfriend?

A girlfriend?

Well?

If my ex-girlfriend counts,

I have one.

So...

I do have a girlfriend.

You're lonely, aren't you?

loneliness is from

surroundings.

Solitude is a man's own choice.

Me?

I'm not lonely.

- Shall we begin?

- Sing us a song please.

- I'm not a good singer.

- Sing! Sing! Sing!

I've finally met the man

of my destiny.

- KANG Bong-gu!

- Come on.

Who says he's the one

for you?

Didn't I tell you?

You know when you see him.

In my dream, he was about

to hold my...

It's Bong-gu!

- I farted.

- What?

It must've been embarrassing.

I told you to be careful, man.

Who was it you farted for?

BAEK Se-mi.

BAEK Se-mi?

You mean that actress?

She's in your class.

I got away with it this time.

But what am I gonna do?

I can't believe I farted

for a high school chick.

I envy you.

I'm a huge fan of her.

- Can we switch classes?

- I would if I could.

You can eat this.

Okay, thanks.

Change the way you talk!

Ask the principal!

It was Bong-gu who farted?

Is that it?

What matters is that he farts

when he gets a woody.

Woody?

What's woody?

You know what it is.

- An erection!

- Oh gosh!

Why does it make him fart?

Beats me.

If he farts for Se-mi,

ILL make him sh*t for me!

Going to school?

This early?

It's only 6.

So I can study

before it gets crowded.

Good girl.

Bye.

- What's going on here?

- They're aggressive.

I thought so.

They're for you.

Smells good.

Hi.

Mr. KANG?

It's for you.

- Thanks.

- I'm in the commercial for this.

Aren't you eating it?

- Good, isn't it?

- Yes.

Take your time, Se-mi.

Se-mi!

How old are you,

drooling on ice cream?

What's your problem?

- Are you interested in Bong-gu, a kid?

- What? A kid?

Why am I a kid?

We're the same age!

Yeah?

Do you have any idea

what turns men on?

Of course I do.

But I'm not gonna tell you.

You know what?

It makes me sad to think

I'm competing for a guy

with a premature girl

like you.

A premature girl?!

What makes you think

we're different?

Do I have to tell you?

I don't have time for this.

Bong-gu is mine.

So stay away from him.

Understood?

Wash your hair!

Get set!

Will you help her?

- What'd you put in there?

- It's squashed.

Cut it out!

Didn't it feel good

when he grabbed your tits?

What?

Wanna know if I have on

a padded bra?

I don't need that.

You're like gum

on the asphalt.

So embarrassing!

Did you see the way

Bong-gu looked at her?

He was almost drooling.

Yeah, it wasn't the same stare

he gives us.

We need to show him

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