What Happened Last Night Page #3
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- 2016
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we're gonna have fun.
We're gonna have fun,
and we both know
that horses' asses
are gonna be there.
referring to him
as horse's ass, Mindy.
I call them as I see them.
He's a horse's ass.
He is.
Stop freaking
protecting him, anyway
after what he did to you?
He cheated on you, with...
I know, Mindy.
Ugh.
I know.
Can we just drop this already?
Look, I'll try.
I will.
I will. I'll... I'll stop.
I'll stop calling him
horse's ass
if you come to the party
tonight.
No, you won't.
Yeah, I probably won't.
But I'll really try, okay?
I will.
Come on? Yeah?
Wanna try?
I'm gonna try.
What? Oh, that's right.
Is lord Douchington
better for you?
Huh?
Knock it off.
See? You haven't laughed
in weeks.
Look, how about this?
I'll make it
a little interesting.
What are you talking about?
Whichever one of us
gets the most drinks
brought to us by different guys
by the end of the night wins.
Wins what?
Hmm...
Dishes.
The loser has to clean
the dishes for a week.
Ew.
Yeah.
Two weeks.
I hate doing the dishes.
Fine.
But you're gonna be the one
with the dishpan hands.
Whatever.
And we can't drink anything
unless a guy brings it to us.
Fine.
You know what, Sarah?
Maybe you shouldn't go.
Because the whole purpose
is for you to have fun
Uh, sorry.
I am so sorry.
Uh...
Mm.
It's so hard.
All right.
All right, you're on.
Deal.
Oh, god. I'm so sorry.
Oh, god. I've really gotta go.
That's Liz.
I really have to go.
I am so sorry.
Yes?
I'll see you tonight, okay?
Liz, you are worse
than my mother.
Jesus.
Douchington.
Hell, yeah, we'll be there.
Sure, he'll come.
Of course.
Dude, I'll be right there.
Oh.
Megan?
Hello there, Joe.
What are you doing here?
Is, uh...? Is Danny home?
No.
Good.
But what are you doing?
Oh, you know, I just,
uh, came by to get my stuff.
What stuff?
I don't have any of your stuff.
Why would you have my stuff?
Danny has my stuff. I just...
I don't know, I don't want him
holding on to it
for sentimental value.
It's weird.
Sentimental value?
That's a laugh.
Oh, okay. You know what?
Don't be jealous, Joey
because we all know
that if you break up
with your girlfriend,
you'll always have
that great box she came in.
Maybe you should
take better care of your box.
So we're not in this situation.
Touch. Okay on that note,
yeah.
I'm gonna get my sh*t.
Okay.
Hurry up, Megan.
Mine.
You needed that right?
I did, and you know what,
my sunglasses.
I've been looking for these
bad boys.
I'm sure you have.
Uh-huh.
Uh-huh. And... oh.
Just where I left them.
All over campus.
Ha-ha-ha. Very funny.
Yo! Hey, Joe!
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