Tormented Page #3

...was 'cause

you were trying to get a hard-on.

You were just trying to get wood, boy.

# That's the start,

the middle and the end

# Aren't you glad the universe pretends?

# If I don't get this message honed

once again I'm gonna hate alone

# Ride with me

# Ride with me, ride with me

# Oh, ride with me

# Ride with me, ride with me...

Justine, Jason and I were discussing

his little outburst yesterday.

And while I accept that he was upset

about the loss of his friend...

I didn't lose him. He killed himself.

Unless I hear an apology, I will have

no choice but to contact your parents.

- I'm sorry I called you a hypocrite.

- There, that wasn't so hard, was it?

Thank you, Justine.

'Richard,

Jeremy Prendergast's mother called.

'He went to a party last night

and he hasn't come home. '

If I know Jeremy, he's probably

lying drunk in a gutter somewhere.

'I dare say he'll turn up. '

Hey, Daddy. Hey.

Wait, Jason.

Look, I'm really sorry

about what happened to your friend.

- What was I supposed to say?

- You could have told the truth.

What, with his parents sitting there?

I could hardly say, "I'm sorry,

but I didn't know who he was. "

- You don't even remember him?

- No, I don't.

- He was completely in love with you.

- Don't be stupid, he didn't know me.

Everybody knows you.

You're like Princess f***ing Diana

in this dump.

Darren thought the sun

shone out of your arsehole.

If your friend liked me,

why didn't he say anything?

- You'd have laughed in his face.

- No, I wouldn't. I'm not like that.

OK, I'm not blaming you.

It's just is how it is. You keep

to your kind, and we'll keep to ours.

- I don't have a kind.

- Snotty, spoilt b*tches. That's your kind.

Yeah, and what's yours?

My kind are the people

you can't quite remember.

Darren would have

wanted you to have this.

Wait, Jason.

'I'm sorry, I can't go on

any more. They won't leave me alone.

'And now Justine has joined in.

'I don't know what I did

to make her hate me.

'She was my angel

and I will watch over her for all eternity.

'Goodbye. Darren. '

Oh, Miss. I'm so sorry.

What had you so enraptured?

Is it a note from your boyfriend?

No, no, it's... it's nothing.

I understand you've been offered

a place to read Law, at Oxford.

- Yeah, I got the letter last week.

- No one deserves it more.

Your contribution to my Citizenship

classes has always been exemplary.

Guys, you know the funeral march,

yeah? Bom, bom, bom, bom, bom, yeah?

I'm going to mash it up

with 'Lesbian Roadkill' by Tantric Dwarf.

You know the one, yeah?

"My mom raped me, and I liked it. "

- That is genius.

- You said it, not me.

Oi, Dracula, a word, if you don't mind.

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