please.
I’m sick, I’m stuck here.
Go for it.
please.
I’m sick, I’m stuck here.
Go for it.
Sad.
Ha, why do you think I’m sad.
You pitied me enough to respond…
That’s because I love you.
Marry me?
What about your ever so special girlfriend?
Nothing’s as special as someone who desperately requires attention.
Marry me? No?
How bout the next time I’m in Melbourne I’ll take you up on that offer?
Better yet, how about the next time we’re both in Xanadu?
Chicken ass mofo.
You
ain’t
nothin
but a
monkey lovin
trickass
busta
HO.
YES.
YES.
Velvet wins.
[laugh]
Whoa, man.
(You’ll see what I did there.)
Huh?
Whoa, man.
Wo-man.
Nothin’?
cricket
…
Tough crowd.
Oh I get it, I get jokes.
Blame the pills.
I have this feeling that you’re entertaining me a hell of a lot more than I’m entertaining you.
God, I love Prongs. God bless alcohol.
Threesome.
Now.
Best fuckin’ idea I’ve ever been privy to.
High-five.
Why don’t we high five while spitroasting Blue Velvet?
And it gets even BETTER.