Fishing Naked Page #3

CLICHE, CLICHE...

... YOU ARE.

DON'T BE INSULTING.

I'M SERIOUS.

SO AM I.

WE ARE INSIGNIFICANT,

BUT WHO CARES?

WHEN YOU'RE INSIGNIFICANT.

YOU DON'T HAVE ANY HEAVY

RESPONSIBILITIES TO WORRY ABOUT.

WHAT?

LISTEN TO YOU, GUYS.

COME ON, I'M THE ONE

WITH A DEGREE IN PHILOSOPHY,

AND YOU DON'T HEAR ME

GETTING ALL METAPHYSICAL...

... AND RUINING A PERFECTLY

DELIGHTFUL EVENING.

BE NICE.

OKAY. WHY DO YOU THINK

WE'RE HERE?

I DON'T KNOW,

AND REALLY, I DON'T CARE.

PHILOSOPHY IS CRAP.

IT'S NOT CRAP.

NOT CRAP.

YES, IT IS.

DON'T YOU GO TO SCHOOL

OR SOMETHING?

WHY SHOULD I?

I MEAN, YOUR DEGREES

AREN'T DOING YOU MUCH GOOD.

THAT'S NOT TRUE.

YOU'RE A LIAR.

THAT'S NOT TRUE.

OH, SH*T, I GOT TO GO.

AW, DOES LITTLE DAVIE

HAVE A CURFEW?

I GOT TO GO CHECK

ON MY GRANDMA.

YOU HAVE TWO BEAUTIFUL.

HORNY WOMEN ALONE

IN THE WOODS.

AND YOU REALLY WAN TO GO CHECK ON 'GRANDMA'?

WE'RE LONELY.

LOOK, IF I DON'T GIVE MY GRANDMA

HER MEDICINE, SHE WON'T TAKE IT.

SUIT YOURSELF.

I UNDERSTAND.

WE MIGHT BE TOO MUCH FOR YOU.

WE DON'T HAVE TO

TORTURE HIM THIS MUCH.

BUT IT'S SO FUN.

HE HAS TO TAKE CARE OF

HIS GRANDMOTHER.

OH, WAIT, I'M HORNY.

DAVID, WAIT A MINUTE.

DAVID, DAVID, WAIT A SECOND.

LOOK, I REALLY NEED

TO CHECK ON MY GRANDMA.

IT'S COOL.

AMY'S A TERRIBLE TEASE.

REALLY?

OKAY. ACTUALLY,

SHE'S NOT A TEASE.

SHE'D PROBABLY

FOLLOW THROUGH.

YEAH, THAT MAKES ME FEEL

SO MUCH BETTER.

DON'T WORRY,

WE'RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE.

JUST COME BACK:

THE DAY AFTER TOMORROW.

WHAT'S WRONG

WITH TOMORROW?

WE HAVE TO GO:

INTO TOWN FOR SUPPLIES.

COME HERE.

NOW TAKE CARE OF GRANDMA.

RIGHT.

GRANDMA.

MEDICINE.

SHE PROBABLY WON'T DIE

IF SHE JUST MISSES ONE.

OH, NO.

HEY, ART, WHERE THE HELL

ARE YOU?

OH, HEY, DAVID.

HEY, ART.

WHAT'S UP?

OH, JUST DROPPED BY

TO CHECK IN.

WHY?

YOU KNOW, JUST MAKING

MY ROUNDS.

SEE YOU LATER, LOUISE.

YEAH, BYE, ARTHUR.

OH, HERE, YOUR BADGE.

HEY, ART,

THINK YOU BETTER GE OVER HERE.

WHY ARE YOU WEARING

YOUR ROBE?

I TOOK MY MEDICINE.

THAT'S GREAT, GRANDMA.

WHAT WAS ART DOING HERE

SO LATE?

HE'S JUST CHECKING ON ME.

I'M GONNA SLEEP

HERE TONIGHT.

WHY?

I'M LOOKING FOR ORBS.

ARE YOU SURE YOU NOT TAKING

TOO MUCH OF YOUR MEDICINE?

YES.

SMELLS LIKE YOU ARE.

DID YOU GET ANY FISH?

YES.

JUST DOUBLE CHECKING.

WHAT?

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

FEEDING HAIRY MAN.

LET'S GO TO BED, GRANDMA.

I'M SLEEPING HERE TONIGH IN CASE ORBS COME.

GRANDMA, IT'S GONNA

BE COLD TONIGHT,

AND I WON'T BE

ABLE TO SLEEP...

... IF I THINK YOU'RE OUT HERE

FREEZING TO DEATH.

I WON'T FREEZE

IF YOU GIVE ME.

MY BLANKET BACK.

COME ON.

SH*T.

YOU TREAT ME:

LIKE A LITTLE GIRL.

I'M SORRY, GRANDMA.

YOU REALLY LIKE MESSING

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