Graduation

By your Senior

year in High School,

you either know what you want

to do in life or you don't.

But first comes

graduation.

Ours was today.

I probably would have gone,

except for one thing...

The police

had us surrounded.

# let's go #

# I wanna take you

for a ride... #

I want...

to get

into Harvard.

Okay, I want

a date to prom.

But she's gotta

like Iggy, yeah,

and have long legs

and-- oh, shit!

I want...

a 10-inch penis.

Whoo-hoo!

I want...

Get out.

Oh, hey, this isn't the last

one before graduation, right?

No. No, dude,

we definitely got time.

-Bye.

- Don't work too late, Carl.

Good night, Jackson.

Hey.

- Sleep tight.

- I would sleep so much tighter

If I had something

to hold on to.

- Hold on to this.

- Hey hey!

- Bye.

- Bye.

Hey, mama.

- Hey hey, Polly.

- Hey.

Going back to work?

Yeah yeah, I gotta crunch

some numbers with Barbara.

This new loan

program's a mess.

- You hear anything?

- I'm not getting in.

- Go to work, please.

- Okay, all right.

Come in through the front.

Your mom's gonna go nuts

If she sees you

all wet like that.

The cheetah has

accelerated from a standstill...

- How you feeling, ma?

- Hey.

The dry scrub brush

of the African plain

Provides a perfect

launching pad...

Legs again, huh?

It's nothing.

So you think

he'll be awake?

Carl? No way.

Carl! Carl!

Get up, man.

Ow! Ow!

Carl needs sleep.

No.

Carl needs coffee.

Mm-hmm,

Carl needs coffee.

- Better?

- Oh yes.

Thanks, hon.

- Hello.

- Good morning, sleepyhead.

Oh, Jesus, I knew you were

in here. I could smell you

from all the way down the hall.

- Ha ha ha.

- Hey, who needs a bowl?

- Hey, I'll take care of that.

No no no, not so fast,

you flash, you.

- Yep, we're making breakfast.

- It's all us.

Do you want the Cap'n

or cornflakes?

Since you're asking,

both.

Thank you.

Hey, Mare, guess what.

Me and Polly got our dorm

assignments for state.

- We're in the same one.

- Oooh!

- They let you in?

- Hey, eat me.

Come on, boys.

Is she not the

cutest girl in the world?

What about you,

Jackson?

Surely you've heard

from a few schools by now.

I didn't have

the scores, Mrs. J.

You don't do something with yourself,

you're gonna have to answer to me.

whoa!

Good morning.

Hey, Dad!

Hi, Dad.

- You know what I mean.

- Watch out, Chauncey!

Wow, man,

You really suck

at driving, don't you?

Excuse me.

Two weeks to graduation

means two weeks

to my final.

Earth to Mr. Boyd.

Can you name me two families

in the Basidiomycota Phylum?

Mr. Jackson,

can you help Mr. Boyd?

No, sir.

Why should we care

about fungi at all?

Yes, Polly.

- Without it, we wouldn't have penicillin.

- Yeah, or beer.

Precisely, Mr. Boyd.

Carl.

- Yeah.

- Come on.

Hey, you thought any more about

your speech you're gonna give?

- I'm not valedictorian.

- Maybe it's a matter of time.

Just do me a favor:

When you do give a speech,

don't talk about the journey

or the future being

wide open.

Or how we're all

the leaders of tomorrow.

- Diamonds in the rough.

- Raw clay.

- I hate raw clay. That's so dumb.

- Okay, I get the idea.

This is so stupid.

- Hey!

- Hey!

Hey, it's late.

What are you doing here?

I told your mom

I had to drop off

Some homework.

She's still home.

She's downstairs.

Yeah, I know. It's

never stopped us before.

Oh, my god!

- Come here.

- No no no.

I just-- I-- I--

okay.

No, I--

I just don't feel

like it, okay?

What's wrong?

I got into Harvard.

Oh my god. It's

amazing. I mean--

It's not S.U.

No no, I know

it's not, but--

Okay--

There's still Thanksgiving

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