Zmd: Zombies Of Mass Destruction Page #3
- This is crazy.
- F***.
Tom, sweetheart.
Honey.
I think now might be a good time
to stick to the plan
that we've discussed over and over again
because look where we are.
It's your house. Your mom's inside.
I don't understand
why you can't just figure it out.
- Because we're here.
- Okay, okay.
- And we came from the east coast.
- Okay, okay.
- What is the... No.
- She could happily live her whole life
- without ever knowing.
- Hey, but guess what? We're here right now.
This is who you are,
and she needs to know about it.
Wouldn't next year be a better year?
It's the Year of the Cock, I think.
Look at this.
Last year, you were "too busy."
And the year before that,
you dad had just died.
- And the year before that...
- Okay. Okay.
- I can't even keep track.
- All right, all right.
It's like, what is your deal?
You know what? Just come here.
Just walk with me. Come on.
This is... It's the time. This is the time.
Let's go. Come on.
- Wait.
- What?
What about your dad?
You never told me how your dad reacted.
It's not important. Let's go. Come on.
Come on.
- Frida!
- Derek, what the f***?
- Hey, Freed. You ready?
- I don't know.
- Your dad?
- He means well.
It's just, he's just old-fashioned.
Yeah, old-fashioned my foot up his ass.
So that's it, huh? I'm ditched for the night
because of your dad?
Frida, when are you gonna realize
that you can't just let him control you
like that for your whole life?
It's like that song that I wrote,
Life Is a Rocky Road.
You know, where the guy
goes into the ice cream store
to buy himself some Rocky Road,
but then he realizes there's like
- You just got to find your flavor, girl.
- I have a flavor.
Just no one likes it.
- I like your flavor.
- You certainly do.
And I was just standing in line,
waiting for my latte,
when he just bent over
and he bit me on the arm.
Just like that.
And after I bought
three boxes of Girl Scout cookies
of a granddaughter of his.
- God, that is awful.
- Mr. Chambers bit you. That is so weird.
Port Gamble is not what it used to be, dear.
I mean, it's just not safe
to go out on the streets anymore.
Well, really, Mom,
I'm just glad you're all right.
Well, thank you for your concern, dear.
So, Mrs. Hunt, I have been dying to know
what this handsome little devil was like
as a youngster.
Well, he was sort of an oddball.
- An oddball.
- Yeah.
Didn't have much luck with the ladies.
- Really?
- He really didn't.
And he was horrible at sports.
Guess you could say that, well,
he just didn't pan out.
- You know, I did pull six figures last year.
- Of course you did, dear.
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