Shakes The Clown Page #4

of your heads, like pancakes!

Oh, yeah? Well, the only show

you could ever get on...

would be a show called

"The Not Funny Diarrhea Club."

Fart face.

What the f*** are you talking about?

What are you, eight?

Get out of my face, all of you!

Oh, really scary.

Geez, boy, he really told us, huh?

F***ing d*ckheads.

What the hell is wrong with them?

I thought you were gonna kill 'em, man.

Guys like that, you know,

they give clowns a bad name.

Damn straight.

What are you doing sneaking up on me?

You scared the bejesus out of me.

- You still sore, huh?

- Yes, I'm still sore.

What do you expect from me?

- Baby, I can't explain everything.

- Shakes, I don't want to hear it.

Go away, Shakes.

I don't want to see you.

I don't want to talk to you.

Go away.

Baby.

I don't want to talk to you.

Leave me alone.

It's not gonna work.

You've hurt me too many times

and you don't take me seriously.

I take you serious.

How did it go last night?

Well, I did pretty good.

I won the first seven frames.

Then at the last moment I left

the Nixons... the 4-6-7-10 split.

And then right at the...

You're not listening to me.

You're looking over there.

I wasn't. I was looking over there,

but I was listening to you.

You were talking about Watergate

or something like that.

Forget it.

I just don't care about you anymore.

What do you mean,

you don't care about me anymore?

I'm just saying that it's all over

between the two of us.

That's great.

That's fan-freaking-tastic.

Shakes, are you all right?

See, baby, you still

do care about me.

Shakes, you are a real rat turd.

- You all right, buddy?

- Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

Moron. Hey, Madonna,

where you going?

Need a ride, fresh cream,

cottage cheese?

- Leave me alone, milkman scum!

- Half and half?

Stupid f***ing clown.

My colon.

What, the cigar bothers you now?

No. Actually, it reminds me

of my uncle.

- Your uncle smokes cigars?

- No, he stinks.

Come on, guys.

Let's call it a night.

All right, all right.

Keep your shirt on.

- See you later, Shakes.

- Good night, Shakes.

Good night, guys.

Don't forget.

You got that gig tomorrow.

I'm leaving right now.

I'm right behind you.

- See you later, buddy.

- Go home, Murray.

The dotmobile.

See you later.

You should fix that clutch.

- Do you remember where we're parked?

- I've got to urinate.

- Hello?

- Shakes, it's me, Stan.

Hey, how you doing?

How am I doing?

Where the f*** are you?

- What?

- Bastard! You did it to us again.

- Jesus Christ.

- Two hours we've been waiting on you.

You don't care.

- You're really bitter, you know that?

- I was bitter, I admit, for a while.

But I've conquered that,

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