Drop Dead Fred Page #5

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"Dear Lizzie, I came by but no one was here

so I thought Id leave this note.

"I miss our mornings. "

"I miss our mornings. "

- You cant go to work.

- I love you but Ive got to go.

"The little games we used to play.

"You have the softest touch. "

Ooh! Ow.

"Youre like a Lynch Bages "83,

a fine wine thats sure to age well.

"Please come home. "

"Ill wait for you at our apartment. "

At last he wants to talk.

Its more than your father did when he left.

Does he say anything else?

Just one more thing. "Love, Charlie. "

Charles.

Charlie.

- Sh*t yourself?

- God, I thought you were dead.

It takes more than a fire truck

to stop Drop Dead Fred.

You have to leave. Im expecting Charles.

Expecting Charles. Thats important. I'd better go.

- Theres a problem. Charles isnt coming.

- What do you mean?

I wrote the note.

Havent got a husband!

Havent got a husband!

Got a stupid haircut!

"Look at my horrid, stupid haircut, everybody. "

Na na na-na na! Looks just like her mother.

Another little megabeast.

It was only a joke.

It was just a joke.

Snot face.

It was just a joke.

Come on.

Hey. Look. Look.

Da da-da da-da-da da!

Want a cookie?

Whats the matter?

I really thought that Charles wanted me back.

Whats so special about him?

I mean, can he make you puke?

- Not like you can.

- Nah.

So what, then?

- Do you really want to know, Fred?

- Yeah.

I love him.

Why?

I dont know.

He sends me flowers and brings me wine.

Hes very romantic.

He can be really sweet sometimes.

Ive never heard anything

so disgusting in all my life.

Bleurgh! Romance?!

Bleurgh!

- Urgh! Whats this?

- Charless poster for his wine-tasting party.

- Will Charles be there?

- Yeah.

- Well, lets go.

- No. I cant go alone.

- Ill come with you. Ill be your date.

- Thats really nice but no thanks.

Janie!

Janie.

- Janie, I need your help.

- At three in the morning?

What is with your hair?

Is there a Marilyn Quayle lookalike contest?

I got this note, not from Charles,

from Drop Dead Fred.

- Who? Drop Dead?

- An imaginary friend I had as a child.

- Hes back.

- I hear you knocking but you cant come in.

Murray is in there. You cant stay long.

Janie, suddenly hes everywhere

and only I can see him.

Hes driving me crazy. Its like hes my best friend

and yet Im scared to death of him.

- I thought I was your best friend.

- You are.

- Not just because Im visible.

- Janie!

- Are you coming back?

- Ill be right up, Mur.

- Hes such an animal.

- You mean he goes all night?

What do you think, he shits in the corner,

he eats with his paws? You cant stay here.

If somebody else could see Drop Dead Fred,

then Id know Im not crazy.

Is he here now?

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