It Seemed Like a Good Idea at the Time Page #6

- Get off of me!

- Sorry.

How was your walk, Mr Gromberg?

I can't figure out

this damn e-mail.

It looks like Eli sent me something,

but I can't figure out how to reply.

Use a pen.

I fell.

Are you all right?

Let me give you

some good advice.

Never get old.

- Hiya, Beccy, sweetheart.

- Hi, honey.

I know you wanna wish Eli good luck

since you can't be here. Here he is.

Eli, you go get 'em, all right?

Thanks, Dad. Here's Mom.

I got all your roses, darling.

It was very extravagant.

Happy anniversary, sweetheart.

Twenty-two years, huh?

Happy anniversary to you, too.

I'll see you later. Bye.

See you tonight.

I love you.

Deb, a little rent strike?

This is not a little rent strike.

This is a goddamned uprising.

You can handle it. Just be yourself.

Myself?

The knee-jerk liberal who hasn't

been above 86th Street in years?

- Seor Gromberg!

- I gotta go.

So together, we will succeed,

not only in getting your heat

and hot water back on,

- What did you say to them?

- I don't know.

I just asked them how they felt

about hot showers.

I guess they like them.

Whatcha got, man?

You ready for this, man?

C'mon admit it,

you checkin' out my ass.

You like this?

Watch this. Watch this.

Sub!

You are such a sad boy.

Come here.

Over here.

Excuse me.

I tell you, man,

Punkass hit me with the body.

Looked like a foul to me.

What are you doing here?

Shouldn't you be in class?

Didn't feel like

going to class today, I guess.

What? I can't cut class?

What about you?

This is your fifth time

this semester.

At least someone's counting.

I couldn't care less

how many classes you cut.

You're the one wasting the tuition,

not me.

Yeah. Looks like I'm gonna have

to cough up another year's worth.

I just got a letter

from the registrar.

They want me to stick around

for another year.

You know, my grades are the pits,

so... whatever.

I'm sorry, Asher.

What'd you expect?

Sh*t. I'm late. I gotta go.

Give me your hand.

- What?

- Your hand, fool.

What's this?

My digits.

- Call me.

- I will.

Maybe.

This is so high-school.

Are you gonna pretend

nothing ever happened?

Nothing did, you know, happen.

What is that,

the Bill Clinton defence?

I could've sworn something happened.

You know?

Why don't you just finish me off?

Suzie, Suzie, I am so flattered. OK?

But we gotta let this go.

Because the truth is,

guilt is stronger than lust.

I was so proud of you.

You did so good.

Let's put this right here, so Dad

can't miss it when he comes in.

Wonderful.

I'm starving.

Dad and I talked about

your allowance request.

We have no problem

giving you more money.

We just wish you'd let us know

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