Class of Nuke 'Em High Page #4

Oh, yeah! ~

~ That girl is much too much ~

~ That girl

is much too much ~

~ That girl is much too much ~

~ That girl

is much too much... ~

I kinda wish we'd gone

to that Fellini movie instead.

Are you kidding?

This is a Fellini movie.

Hey, Warren!

Hey, all right!

What took you so long?

I was afraid you weren't gonna make it.

- Hi, Chrissy.

- Hi.

Hey, have you ever seen so much

poontang under one roof in your life?

Warren, you have

really classy friends(!)

What's wrong?

Hey! I got some exciting friends

to introduce you to.

- Come on, man!

- Chrissy, I...

I think this party is a little too wild

for Warren and I.

- Oh, relax, Chrissy.

- Yeah, relax.

Hey, Warren.

Why don't you look around you?

Don't you feel a little er... left out?

Come on, guys, I mean,

I'd love to sleep with Chrissy, but...

She's shy.

I don't want to rush her.

Look, I'd love to sleep

with Warren, but...

- But what?

- But he's shy!

And I don't want to be too pushy.

Hey, look, I'm not saying

you should rush her.

I'm saying you should give her...

15, 20 minutes, and then jump on her!

Listen, Chrissy, if you want anything

to happen, you gotta make it happen.

I mean, the guy is a jerk,

she's gotta do everything for him.

Warren's going away to school

next year,

and there's gonna be hot and cold running

bimbos everywhere, honey.

- He may forget you P.D.Q.

- That's right.

Take it from me.

Hey...

We got a little gift for you.

Come on,

get that out of my face, Eddie.

- You wouldn't believe what this cost!

- Yeah!

- The least you could do is try it.

- And what is this?

It's not for you. That's what it is.

What, are you gonna smoke it

without me, Eddie?

Well, whose is it, Eddie?

It's for Warren and Chrissy.

Come on, Warren.

Come on!

Wait!

That is not the way it's done.

Watch!

- Here, toots!

- Come on, Chrissy!

Come on, Chrissy!

Come on, Chrissy!

- It's gonna feel good.

- Come on, Chrissy!

One isn't enough,

you gotta take another one.

Come on, Warren.

Warren, come on, try it!

You know you're gonna like it.

Oh, yeah.

Ugh! I feel sick.

Yeah, me too.

Look!

It's ruined.

I don't believe it!

Chrissy, if you wanna get out of here,

let's go to the Fellini movie.

You pantywaist!

I'll go upstairs and get our coats.

F***'s on you!

Ruined! I don't believe it.

Hey! It's ruined!

I have to take Chrissy to the movies.

You guys will do all right by yourselves.

Jesus.

Well, I don't know. What's the big deal

about smoking grass anyway, Chrissy?

I mean, I don't feel anything.

I mean, how about you, Chrissy?

You don't feel anything.

- Warren...

- Huh?

I want you.

- Chrissy!

- Warren!

Chrissy!

Are you OK?

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