
Funeral Kings
(0.00 / 0 votes)Damnit!
Sh*t, man, you've got to bring
up the book.
- What are you talking about?
- You've got to go man, I can't.
- Why not?
- I... can't.
Well sh*t man, neither can I.
How'd they find out?
You f***ing idiot!
What's the matter, Bobby?
Are they going
to tell my parents?
Dude, what's going on?
Nothing, take this!
Where are you going?
We're not going to hang?
I can't, alright?
What are we supposed to do?
I don't know, man.
I'm not your babysitter.
Just tell me what's going on!
- I can't!
- Why not?!
Because you're a little kid,
alright?
I'll see you tomorrow.
And she does this all the time?
Yeah, man.
The baby's got to eat.
So her tits are just
hanging out for anyone to see?
No, man.
Jesus Christ!
the baby just goes underneath.
Boy your dad did it right
this time.
I would give my left hand
to see your step mother's tits.
Come on, man!
What are you doing?
Mind your f***ing business,
Klienfeddler!
What are you doing?
Who has time
Sh*t!
There's a test?
Clear your desks.
Take out your number 2 pencils.
Dick.
Principal's office...
after the exam.
F***.
Mr. Thompson?
Can you send Andrew Gilmour down to
the office? He has to serve a funeral.
Be prepared to take the test
tomorrow, Andrew.
No problem!
What's going on, Bobby?
I've got to hide this
in your room!
You can't go in there.
My parents are going to wake up!
Sh*t.
When are you going
to be back to pick it up?!
I don't know.
Don't open it...
...and don't tell Charlie.
Sh*t.
Andy, what's going on?
Nothing, Charlie had to pick up
a text book.
Are you kidding me? No way,
you're like five-years-old.
Eat a dick, I'm fourteen!
Chill out, dude.
- Hey Rye!
- Hey what's going on?
Nothing.
Is Miss Nolan back yet?
I'm pretty sure she's out
for the next week.
- Awesome.
So you do the paper or what?
Hell no.
Good neither did I!
Don't be late for class.
Alright, we'll try.
See ya.
to that girl.
- Why are you still here, man?
- Uh, I've got money.
- Make it twenty-five.
- Twenty.
No.
Twenty-five.
Fine.
Here you go.
Just stuff it in your pocket.
I don't want some teacher seeing me
selling to a f***ing kindergartener.
F*** you, man!
See ya later, man.
Dude, where were you?
You've got to start
reading the obits, dude.
I knew this lady died
three days ago.
I just came right here.
What?
Bobby came over
to my house last night.
For what?
Where is he now?
Well look at you boys.
Don't you look handsome
in your albs.
All dressed up for the funeral!
Mrs. Edward is probably looking down from
heaven now, saying, "What handsome boys
are serving my funeral!"
She's a lucky lady!
Thanks, sister.
This is David.
He'll be taking over for Robert.
What happened to Bobby?
Bobby has not made
the best choices, boys,
and now he's suffering
because of them.
Keep your prayers with him.
Did sister say
Who's Bobby?
- The kid your filling in for.
For how long?
For like, forever.
No, he's coming back.
That's not what sister said.
How old are you?
- Thirteen.
- You smoke?
- Uh, no.
- You drink?
Should we be talking
on the altar?
Oh, Jesus...
Damnit!
What the hell happened
to Bobby?
I don't know. He called me at like
midnight, and dropped off this trunk.
It weighs like
a hundred pounds.
What's inside it?
- Where are you going?
- Uhhh.
We only have
a couple more hours in the day.
None of our teachers
expect us back.
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