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Woman: [holding a grocery bag] What are you doing? Frank: You tell anyone about this and I'll fucking kill you. I'm kidding, I'm kidding, we'll have him home by midnight. [reaches into the grocery bag and takes out cheese balls] Spanish: Damn, I gonna end up workin' at Red Lobster. Frat Brother: You already work at Red Lobster. Spanish: Yea, but its part time... dick. Beanie: Well, let me be the first to say congratulations to you man; you have one vagina for the rest of your life. Real smart man. Mitch: I've had a hell of a day and even worse week. And all I want to do is get some fucking sleep. Beanie: Whoa. Whoa. Why the F-ing? Why in front of the kid? All ya gotta do is say "earmuffs" to him, and you can say "Fuck, shit, bitch." Frank: Cock. Balls. Beanie: I'm just trying to make a point, Frank. You don't have to celebrate it. [after learning he's going to be expelled] Weensie: Listen, this is a serious situation. I mean, I'm kicked out of school. I don't know what I'm gonna do, man. My mom's gonna kill me. Mitch: C'mon, she's not gonna kill you. Weensie: Yes she is. See, I'm the first one to go to college in my family and when I left she said, "Weensie, if you screw this up, I'll kill you." She showed me the knife. Peppers: She's a beauty, ain't she? Frank: Yeah, what kind of gun is this? Peppers: It's a tranquilizer gun. If any of these little fuckers decide to freak out on the kids, I get to take them down. Ain't that right? Peppers: [yank's on the mule's reigns] Peppers: Oh, what? That's what I thought. Shut up. [Frank cocks the gun] Peppers: Hey, hey. Careful with that. That's the most powerful tranq gun on the market. Got her in Mexico. Frank: Cool. Peppers: Yeah, it is cool. They say it can puncture the skin of a rhino from... Frank: [Frank shoots himself in the neck with the dart] Peppers: YES! That's awesome! Frank: What? Peppers: You just took one in the jugular, man. Frank: What? I did. [feeling his neck] Peppers: YES! Frank: Oh my god. Is this bad? Is this bad? Peppers: You better pull that shit out man. That shit is not cool. Frank: Wait. What? Pull what out? Peppers: You got a fucking dart in your neck man. Frank: [laughing] You're... you're crazy man. I like you, but you're crazy. |
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