Mouth To Mouth Page #4

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What do you want?

Oh, we just thought we'd come around to see how you were.

That's nice.

Oh, I suppose we better go.

- Why? - It's getting pretty late.

- Be really nice if you stayed. - We'll make toast all night.

Are you coming?

Yeah.

- You don't mind if I'm drunk, do ya? - Nah.

- 'Cause I'm really glad you're here.

- Oh yeah?

And you can save us if we're attacked by pervs.

- What pervs? - This car followed us for a while.

We'll be warm, won't we?

Mary, she was wise.

Mary, she was pretty.

She lived out in the city where the fellas pull their lady.

One of the committee,

Thought he would be witty

And he hit her in the titty with a hard-boiled egg.

Look at this, will you?

Some of them can hardly write.

Don't know what we're supposed to do with them.

- Mr. Magnana? - Ah, it's Magnani.

- They make it my decision to walk in the door.

- They should be broad-minded like us. He'd ring and tell me and he had a coaching form

in front of him saying he didn't have a phone.

Look, he told Serge they wanted somebody who had experience in an office, right?

I had experience in an office. He said they

wanted somebody they can start from scratch.

- They piss me off. - Hey, steady with the flavouring.

Anyway, we finish this job on Saturday. The regular women, they're coming back.

- Was that milkshake holder over there? - Yeah.

I spilled some pie in it.

You two will have to go on the dole like us.

Did you tell your gran where you were staying last night?

- Nah. - She reckons we're too far gone already.

Why don't you move your stuff in with us?

- Can if you want to. - Yeah?

Oh, I'd like to.

Well...

Could give it a try anyway.

Might be nice having a couple of extra people around.

Do you want sauce?

- Hi. - Hey there.

Good morning!

- How are you?

- Good.

Except for Tim rolling on me all the time in his sleep.

- Oh, that's a fiction! - You could've fooled me.

What about Alaskan Star?

Nah, it's too short, it's in the red.

It's always in the red.

- How do you like it? - When did ya get it?

- Spare lunchtime. - If they catch you...

- They won't because they're too dumb. - Well Oil?

I like Banfield.

Shut up, you two about the races, will you?

- What are the odds? - Forty.

Want some?

Careful with the crumbs, I don't want to get gravel rash.

Sorry. Hey, I have to listen to it. Don't.

You rat! You rat!

S'alright.

I'll clean it up.

You better, I don't want any marmalade up me, sister.

God, it's cold.

- What is it? - I'm wetting my pants.

- What are you gonna call it?

- Tom. Gonna be a boy, is it?

I wouldn't call it Tom if it was going to be a girl.

- Any day now? - Mmm, yeah.

No I won't have it, thanks.

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