Living Will... Page #4

in my sorority.

Oh crap, here she comes.

Did you tell her

we were coming here?

Of course I did.

It's my birthday.

We're best friends

in my sorority.

Dude, you're

freaking out, man.

You're acting like

you've just seen a ghost.

Stop screaming.

You're acting like a little girl.

Oh my God, oh my God,

Oh my God, oh my God,

oh my God.

Dude, take a deep breath.

Relax. It's me, dude.

Why... why are you here?

I'm totally seeing sh*t

and hearing sh*t.

Ooh, you're crazy.

Relax, dude.

It's me. It's Belcher.

It can't be you, can it?

Are you stoned?

When the hell did you

start smoking weed?

Aww.

Did you miss your buddy?

Did you?

Are you depressed?

I'm back, f***er.

Quit being such a fag.

Well, I did it.

I really did it this time.

Really?

Snap out of it, man.

You've got to accept

the fact that I'm a ghost.

Hell, it took me

five minutes to accept it.

If you're a ghost,

why can I see you?

I don't know.

You're the first.

I guess you're just special.

So if you've been gone

for a month,

where have you been?

You know how in the movies

they talk about how when you die

you get to float over the top of your own

funeral and sh*t,

see who showed up?

Not so much.

So what did you do?

Well, first I tried

to fly out of there,

but that sh*t didn't work.

So then I jumped on a bus

and I think I got

an S.T.D. From it.

And it was terrible.

Dude, public transportation

sucks ass.

Well, I just realized

I'm really high right now

and I'm talking to myself.

I'm going to bed

right now,

so you can stay

or go or f*** off.

F*** you.

Good night, imagination.

Wow.

Good night, prickle dick.

Belcher.

Belcher.

What?

Can I talk to you?

Go ahead.

In the hallway.

Come on.

I'll smoke

in a minute, Mom.

What?

Don't "what" me.

What are you doing?

What the hell?

Isn't it obvious?

I'm trying to get some shut-eye

in my own goddamn bed.

I didn't realize I was

gonna be up all night

listening to some whiny broad

piss and moan about being stoned.

Oh my God, you're real.

Dude, I thought we went

through this already.

What are you doing?

Are you joking?

Stop doing that.

Oh man.

Hey, man, it's just me...

regular old Belch.

I know it might seem like

we're in the movie "Ghost"

and it's getting all gay and sh*t,

but it's not like that.

I just want to hang out

like old times.

That's the only reason I'm back here

is to just do this.

It's the only reason

that I can think of.

Don't be all weird, man.

I've got something

that'll cheer you up.

Mm-hmm. Watch this.

F***ing sh*t.

Oh man, there's

something to be said

about the grace of someone falling

with stuff in their hands.

There's two types of people in this world,

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