Claudette!
I can't get to the front
My boy Manny's on security
But I can't get to the front
Because he took the night off
The asshole
HEY!
I KNOW MANNY!
DO YOU KNOW MANNY?
New security guy
Doesn't know Manny
Manny's an asshole
He was supposed to be here
THERE HE IS!
Look at that cigarette in his mouth
Looks so yummy
Looks so good
To be that cigarette
SMOKE ME!
HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY!
. . . . .
HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY!
SMOKE ME!
Take me in your mouth
Light me up
And suck me in
Claudette!
He smokes my brand!
Did you know that?
He smokes Flintie's
That's how I know
We'd get married
You always marry the man
Who smokes the same brand as you
That's how you can tell
That's it, Claudette
Joe doesn't smoke?
Well that means you married a fag, Claudette
What can I tell you?
SMOKE ME!
I'M MANNY'S FRIEND!
MANNNNNNNNYYYYYY!
Manny's an asshole
He was supposed to be here
Now I can't meet my husband
Now I'm a nun
A holy woman, Claudette
Goddammit
I wanna be a long, thin tunnel
That carries his ashen comfort
Right into his beautiful lungs
I want him to tickle my tip
With his thin little stained lips
And then get put back in his pocket
Like a little kidnapped trinket
HEY!
LOOK OVER HERE!
I'M NOT CRAZY! I SWEAR!
Claudette! He's looking!
Quick!
Take off your top!
Do it, Claudette!
He's an artist!
He needs to see--
Oh Jesus
Put your top on, Claudette
Oh my God
That was--
Claudette, what in the--
My God
I'M SO SORRY!
Tell him you're sorry!
SHE'S SO SORRY!
Jesus, Claudette
Both of them?
Why didn't you tell me?
Does Joe know?
He does?
No wonder he doesn't smoke
Probably drinks instead
Maybe he just lost his pack in them
Oh my God...
Oh...
He's signaling to you
He's signaling, Claudette
Wait, does this guy coming up--
Does he work for--
Oh my God
Run, Claudette
RUN!
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