Blue Crush Page #4

Look at that. They're beautiful.

All right, next time, you're paddling.

How about you take a sweet, luscious

run right about now? Oh, yeah, I don't think so.

You can go for it though.

You're the one in training, not me.

Do you smell that?

Beer's gone.

Oh, damn it. Penny?

Pen!

Pen?

Penny?

Frickin' pain in my royal ass! God!

Yeah. Yeah. Stop it. Stop.

Let go. Let go. You too good for us?

Penny. Penny, get up. Get up.

We're going home.

- I'm not going with you.

- It's not a request.

Go away. Leave me alone.

- Get up. Penny, get up.

- Leave me alone.

- Get out of my face.

- I'm not kidding. - Stop.

- Penny!

- Stop! Leave me alone! Get off me!

You're such a b*tch! Get off me!

- Why can't you leave me alone?

- 'Cause I'm all you have.

- I'm all you have.

- I don't want you! I don't care!

You're the one who made Mom leave!

You were screwing up all the time!

You know what, fine.

Fine. Chill out.

- We're over this. Turn the music up.

- You all right?

Thanks for the ride.

I shouldjust send her to military school.

Shave her head.

That ought to send a message.

You guys are such hypocrites.

We totally partied at her age.

We did not.

We were not 14. More like 12.

Whose fault is that?

You guys were supposed to be my examples.

What? Oh, please?

Like we forced you during freshman year to climb

the rain gutter at the Volcom house...

and steal their rum. Oh, sh*t.

I don't remember that.

Don't worry about it.

We turned out fine, right?

Housekeeping. Housekeeping.

Oh, sh*t! Ohh!

Aw, that reeks. What is that?

What is that smell? I'm not...

I'm not doing this.

- What is that smell?

- Freakin' nasty, that's what it is.

- It reeks in this room.

- This royally sucks.

- Oh, my God.

- All right. Let's just get started.

Oh, sick.!

What? Ohh.!

Oh, my God! Oh, my God! That...

- I'm not cleaning that up.

- We have to do it.

- I'm not cleaning it.

- We got to get it done. - It's so sick.

No-neck pigs. Ohh!

Help me make the bed, Lena.

Football players are so nasty.

I don't even know where to start.

They think they can do anything.

This is ridiculous.

Oh, sick!

- What?

- Get it off, Anne Marie!

It's stuck! It's not coming off!

- What is it?

- It's a condom.

- Grab it! It's stuck!

- No, don't touch it.!

Get it off! Get it off! Get it off.

- Anne Marie, get it off!

- Put some gloves on.

- Oh, get it off!

- Just relax.

I can't get it if you're friggin' tossing around.

Nasty. Oh, my God!

Ohh.!

Oh, sick!

Ohh.!

You know what? That's it.

Ooh, wedding and honeymoon in the same place?

Let's go snorkeling. I am not snorkeling

with this hair. Give me a break.

Those masks leave the worst marks on your face.

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