Eating Out: All You Can Eat Page #3

at it.

- What are some

of your skills?

- Huh?

- Things you can do

to help with the auction?

Since we can't sell you.

- Well...

what are your skills?

- Brochures, visual stuff,

I'm an art major.

I design all the posters here.

- I can't even

make a smiley on my cellphone.

- Can you write?

- Does texting count?

- Maybe you could write

the copy

for one of the flyers

I'm designing.

We could work on it together.

- I'd love to.

- Can I get your number?

- Really?

- Yeah, you didn't write it

on your form.

- Oh, yeah.

- Do you know

the Blue Dahlia Caf?

- Uh, yeah.

- Let's meet there tomorrow

at 4:
00.

We'll put you to work.

- Okay, well, here's

my number and you can have it

too, if you want to...

- Zack!

Can we leave this dump already?

I can feel the troll

sucking our youth away.

- Lionel.

This is my boyfriend.

- Oh, great.

- Me, you, talk in private.

Now.

- Excuse us.

You didn't have to come

if you're gonna be like this.

- You're the one complaining

we never get to spend

enough time together.

Well, here I am.

- With your friends.

- Hey.

We're letting you

auction us off for this dump.

Be grateful.

Let's get out of here.

- I'm signed up

for another hour.

- I'll f***ing cover for you.

- You don't have to do that.

- Oh, but I want to.

Besides, fleabag here

gives me a rash.

- But I wasn't anywhere

near your p*ssy.

- Get him the f***

out of here.

- Thanks, Tandy.

See you soon, buddy.

- Yeah, sounds....

Like that'll happen.

He's sweet, nice, and hot.

Of course he's taken.

- Nah, he's just

ass-p*ssy whipped.

They won't last long.

"Buddy."

- Don't take it

so personally.

- Why are we together,

we don't like doing

the same things.

- We like doing the same.

- Swallowing doesn't count.

- Swallowing counts.

It's extra credit.

- It's been six months

and I still feel

you're pulling away.

- Because you're always

clinging on to me.

- You won't even

call us boyfriends in public.

- You know you want me

inside you.

- No. I'm mad,

I'm not happy

with how things are going.

- You're good at one thing.

- Lionel.

- You're great at it.

- Please, don't.

I can't believe

I'm doing this.

Please stop.

I don't want to do this.

I don't wanna....

- Oh...

Oh, yeah.

No one does it better

than you.

You can cling on to that

anytime you like,

snuggle bear.

- We're through, get out.

- Can I at least

come first?

- Get out!

- Come on.

Are you ready

to say goodbye to this?

- I'll slam the door on it

if you don't get the f*** out.

- Good luck trying to find

someone as hot as me.

I'm gonna come right here

on your front door.

Yeah, you know you wish

you were sucking this.

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