Bride for Rent Page #2

You might want to consult

with your grandmother.

Lala!

Yes, dear.

Why didn't you tell me

I had to get married first...

before I can claim my trust fund.

What'?

Well, that's what the lawyer told me!

Didn't I tell you?

No!

Oh, I did! I already told you.

I told you that during the night

when you came home from a party.

You were even throwing up.

I was drunk!

But still, I did tell you.

Lala, seriously?!

Darling...

I just finished

with my stem cell therapy.

They took away decades from my face.

Please, I ask you...

don't bring them back.

Okay?

And besides...

there shouldn't be a problem.

After five years of being together.

You're bound to marry Gretchen, right?

Happy birthday, dear!

Love you! Bye!

Lala, no! No! No, no, no!

Guys!

Gretchen...

I made a huge mistake.

I was so stupid.

That's why I'm asking you.

Gretchen, will you marry me?

Babe.

I've been waiting

for this moment for so long...

and now that it's really happening...

I can finally say...

get lost!

What?

I've had enough.

I don't ever wanna go back

and be pan of your life ever again!

Ouch!

Baby!

- Get lost!

Gretchen!

Cupcake!

Next.

Look, look, look!

Tricia!

Where'?

She almost jumped off a building...

after you left her.

She's perfect!

I have lipstick. Lipstick.

- Thank you.

So... are you buying?

- Next, Ms. Rocky Dela Cruz.

That's me.

Let's go.

- Oh, it's my turn? Okay.

I'll get your order too later, okay?

Eye shadow.

Ha?

My name is...

Racquelita Dela Cruz, a. k. a. Rocky.

Tricia!

Rocco?

I just suddenly realized that...

I love you so much.

Flowers for you...

What did you say to my wife?

And your garden.

For you.

I can also do interpretative dance.

This is it.

Marnique, your super demure ex-girlfriend.

The one who can't even hurt a fly.

I have bras here, too.

Oh, sister, this is perfect for you.

This push-up bra.

Push those up

so that when the panel of judges look at you...

they'll see your b*obs.

Next!

My name is...

Racquelita Dela Cruz, a. k. a. Rocky.

Marnique!

Rocco!

Psycho.

My children! My children!

Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!

Mommy, is that daddy?

Oh, crap! No way!

For you!

Here, water it!

Let's go! Hurry upl!

Where are they?

My children!

My children! Buy some bras.

Remember Kookai?

The prom queen girl in the night.

Look, she's so obedient in this picture.

Here. Choose.

There are other colors.

Is Kookai home?

Mmm! Yummy!

Rocco?

It's me, Kookai.

I'm Cocoy now.

That's my tomboy.

I can swim.

Swim, and bike.

Triathlon.

And I can build a house.

Carpenter.

I have candy for you.

Thank you. Bye bye!

I'm sorry, dude.

I just realized how horrible

your past relationships are.

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