Rusty wake up!

What you want now, you cunt; bitch !

get up now!

Rusty:
no way; are you fuvkin kidding.

can you see, that I'm busy right now!

Carol:
all you do is sleep.... you lazy bastard!

Rusty:
I work twice as hard, then anyone,
else in this family

Carol:
who are you talking too! with that monstrous tone.

Rusty:
And what are you, going to do about it.

Do I have to use my rifle, to tone
your attitude down a notch.
to a more respectable level,
of silent noise!?

Rusty:
either you will, or you won't,
either way, I'm not scared of you!

Carol:
what are you implying?

whatever you, think it is.

Is that so!

yeah' what ever!


Rusty do you know about what happened yesterday?

No!
and don't bother yourself with telling me.

I have to tell someone, and I thought, it should be you.

I shot down a gargoyle:
that was hanging around outback, by the horses

that's not possible, Carol;
I have to ask you...do you need rehab again?

this is exactly what I mean with you...
your always against me!
and your never on my side,
and that's the truth.

you!

Carol: what do you mean, you?

are you trying, to wreck my life?

Carol:
I spent good money on them football tickets,
and you stood me up, once again.

I hate football.


I paid 200 dollars, a piece for each ticket.

why do you treat our friendship,
like its sandpaper; rusty!

I'm not sure; if you actually know
how much, I luv the way sandpaper feels, or maybe you do.

Carol:
Am I, not your only true friend.

Carol, you know how I feel about friendship?
well, my best friends, are more like dinosaurs to me.

Carol:
you know what that means, don't you!?
them things are unrealistic,
just like our friendship.


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