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You can't handle the shit, buddy

It was another way for us to prove. That we weren't vampires. And that way, we could stay hid.

So what about holy water? It's just water. Crucifixes? Geometry. Garlic? It's irritating, But that's pretty much it. I feel a little weak. Of course you do. I fed on your blood. You should take some vitamin B-12.

To replenish. Will I need to do that every day? If you don't mind, yes. And no garlic. Is it always like this? No, it is not. I never thought I'd be able to--. I am honored that you chose me.

I know I wasn't the best mother.

MAN [THINKING]: Her tiny little legs. Flexible and smooth. How's the homework comin'? I hate math. Gran usually helps me.

Jihad this, motherfucker!

Maybe I can help. MAN [THINKING]: Her skin is perfect. Come sit on my lap so I can see you better. I'm good at this.

What are you-What are you doin' comin' in here.

It's easier than you think. [THINKING] No hair anywhere on her body. Uncle Bartlett loves you, sweetie. It was just. touching. Wasn't nearly as bad as what happens to some girls. Did you tell anyone? Gran. She ran him off and never spoke to him again. Her own brother. It wasn't your fault. I know that. Just had one of the most important experiences. In a girl's life. It was so, so perfect. I hate that. I can't not think about him. You think about whatever you think about. You're safe with me.

You motherfuckers gonna have to be. patient. There's good things coming your way.

This ain't Christmas morning, And you're all jacked up on caffeine, Ripping off that cheap WalMart paper. To get your blender. Whole lot of creativity went into this package. And I want you to enjoy--. Whoa. Motherfucker. Back up the truck, man. Don't fuckin' creep, bitch. You're fuckin' creepin'. What the fuck you doin' here?

I just uh, need to get some more V. I need you to run your ass. Out of my goddamn doorway, 'cause I'm fuckin' workin'. Come on, buddy. I-I just need a little.

I told you not to take too much. Yeah, I know. Uh-huh. And you wound up in the hospital. I said keep quiet about where it came from, And you fuckin' ran off at the mouth to Tara. Then you got vamped up and-and fuckin' threw a cop around.

We've got Kentucky straight bourbon, whiskey.

You can't handle the shit, buddy. Look, I will pay however you want. I'll even show my wiener on your website. You can take your little stumpy white dick. And get the fuck up out my joint. That's what I want. And what you gonna do? You gonna call the law? Whoa, fuck. What'cha got?