Just Married Page #3

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a business investment.

Its long-term viability

is best established unemotionally.

Bottom line, Daddy we love each other.

That is all that matters.

Leezak.

Good night, sir.

Congratulations, Mr Leezak!

Big Daddy Leezak's in the house!

Oh, I hope she doesn't spook on you, man.

What do you mean?

I love Sarah, don't get me wrong.

But rich chicks spook.

A powerful daddy plus family money

equals expectations.

Expectations are like

a fungal rot on a marriage.

Our marriage is not gonna have a fungal rot.

We're gonna be happily married

every day for the rest of our lives.

Unless she finds out

that you slaughtered her dog.

I'll take that to my grave.

OK, if you change your mind

at the altar, just pass out.

I'm not going to change my mind.

OK. I'm just saying, if you do,

just hit the floor.

Thank you. But it's not gonna happen.

You're sure you're ready to

give up your grazing rights?

I'm not a grazer, Kyle.

What if you became one later in life?

I mean, over the next ten years,

you're giving up five hayrides per year.

So I can either be happily married

to Sarah, or have 50 one-night stands.

- Minimum.

- That's not even a choice.

OK, OK, let's move on.

Are there any chicks you didn't have

that you wish you had?

You are, like, the worst best man ever!

Peter!

I can't believe she invited Prentiss.

- Glad you made it, buddy.

- Hey, man.

Did she ever hook up with that yahoo?

Nah. They went backpacking in Europe once,

just after high school.

I don't think anything happened.

Whoa. You're getting married,

and she didn't share the roster?

She shared the roster.

Merrick... and Bruce.

What about Prentiss?

And you never asked again?

I won. It's irrelevant.

Oh. OK. As long as you're OK

with a bogus roster.

- It's not a bogus roster!

- Is he on or is he off?

He's...

- Shut up.

- Huh? Huh?

And you could've had Peter.

I did have Peter, and it wasn't that hot. OK?

Excuse me?

I was in Seattle, helping at an appraisal.

Ran into Peter. We went out.

I drank way too much,

and before I knew it, we... tussled.

You bad girl.

I wanted to tell Tom so many times,

but he gets so jealous you know.

Listen, it doesn't matter

that he doesn't know.

It's not like you guys were married,

and even if you were...

No, no, no. It matters to me.

It's like living a lie. I cannot live a lie.

There will always be this

big fat elephant in the room with us.

Listen, Peewee, never tell him.

It's time to go, Sarah.

Come on.

- Got everything?

- Yes.

How are you holding up?

P*ssy's a mess.

I'm just telling you right now, be prepared.

Wait.

- Oh! Ow.

- Ooh!

- Oh, are you OK?

- Yes.

- Are you all right?

- I'm fine.

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