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TRISTAN : Hey Jack I get hungry.
CHRIS: Whoa!
Uh, hi!
What’s
um, up?
CHRIS: I‘m Chris.
Oh -- and that’s
Jack, I guess!
Yeah hi.
And you are...?
TRISTAN: Yeeeeeah. That’s great.
I need to talk
to my frand...?
CHRIS: Ohhhhh.
I. Got it.
um I gotta use
the boy's
room, heh!
JACK : Still hungry? I figured
you were taking care of that.
Didn’t find any ladies.?
Or... whatever?
TRISTAN: Ladies?!
Why would I
do that!?
Jack almost pulled a dorky thrilled grin,
but maintained his cool exterior.
“Yeah, I hear some people prefer that,
I don’t get it either...” he joked.
“Wait, I get confused. I need to have bloods,
why would I fight a lady? I hope you don’t.”
“Fight...? Wait, you get your blood from
fighting people?”
“Yes... How you do it?”
“Sex them up and wait for them to sleep.”
“Oh...! That sounds... fun but too hard.”
JACK: No foolin.
How do you
start fights?
You seem so nice.
TRISTAN: You know, I be like... “Hey stupid hat
stupid guy!”
TRISTAN: Or like, hey you
are a skinny guy!
OFFENDED PARTY : Don't judge me!
JACK: I can see your trust fund!
BE-HATTED LADY: No you CAN'T!
TRISTAN: You get those shoes from
my mother or your's?
OFFENDED PARTY 2 : I buy my OWN
CLOTHING now!
TRISTAN: Why do you put moss on your face -- or is it beard? To cover ugly face?
JACK: Better hurry, the hooker ballet is starting soon!
JACK: I think that band had a song in a car ad!
TRISTAN: Why you steal farmer clothes? They need that!
TRISTAN: Then you beat them all up!
JACK: Ohhh... right. |