They Came Together Page #4

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You can say that again.

Well, you came in here looking like

crap, and you haven't said very much.

Tell me about it.

Well, you came in here looking like

crap, and you haven't said very much.

Yeah, you can say that again.

Well, you came in here looking like

crap, and you haven't said very much.

Tell me about it.

Well, you came in here looking like

crap, and you haven't said very much.

Yeah, you can say that again.

Well, you came in here looking like

crap, and you haven't said very much.

Tell me about it.

Well, you came in here looking like

crap, and you haven't said very much.

Yeah, you can say that again.

Well, you came in here looking like

crap, and you haven't said very much.

Tell me about it.

Well, you came in here

looking like...

Okay. We get the point.

So what happened next?

I was just devastated.

So the next morning

I went for a jog with my

crazy younger brother, Jake.

Huge bummer about Tiffany,

bro'. If you're really hurting

I can stay at your place for a few more

months, just to make sure you're okay.

Little brother, when are you gonna

get your act together and get a job?

I do have a job. I'm the President

and CEO of The Bacon Boot.

We're the fastest-growing edible boot

company in the whole entire country!

Your Bacon Boot company

consists of you

and the business cards you printed

up, funded by yours truly.

Aw, for Pete's sake! Why are you always

tryin' to shoot me down, big brother?

Look, I've gotta start

somewhere, don't I?

Hey, look, it's okay to dream big,

but dreams aren't gonna

put cash in your pocket.

- Yes, but big brother...

- Hey, no "buts."

Look, I have a dream, too. I

want to open my own coffee shop.

But at least I understand that

money doesn't grow on trees.

What...

It's not always so easy when

your big brother is Mr. Perfect.

Hey, wait up, would you?

Joel, you're not gonna like this.

Roland gave Trevor the

Dickricker account.

And now you're the point person on

that new candy Superstore venture.

That rat! First he steals my girlfriend,

then he steals the Dickricker account!

Oh, hey, Joel. Sorry about

the Dickricker account.

Looks like you won't be getting

that promotion after all.

Why don't you just

take a jerk, you hike!

Oh, and Tiffany wanted me to

say hi. We live together now.

She really said hi?

What she actually said was,

"Oh, God, Trevor, don't stop.

"Your dick is so fat and

greasy and amazing."

"Greasy and amazing," and

then he went on to say,

"Trevor, you have such

a hot, throbbing cock"

"and I want to get all

juicy on your cock."

Okay. So when is the part

where the two of you meet?

Ah, right. That was the

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