So Its Decided...Im Going Back To California...I Wonder What Kind Of Drama THis will create...GOD FUCK HER LIFe...i cant handle this...i dont even know what to say BUH ¢¾Meeeeeeeeep¢¾ ______________ Sam: You don't like raisins? Joon: Not really. Sam: Why? Joon: They used to be fat and juicy and now they're twisted. They had their lives stolen. Well, they taste sweet, but really they're just humiliated grapes. I can't say I am a big supporter of the raisin council. Sam: Did you see those, those raisins on TV? The ones that sing and dance and stuff? Joon: They scare me. Sam: Yeah me too Joon: It's sick. The commercial people they make them sing and dance so people will eat them. Sam: It's a shame about raisins. Joon: Cannibals ----- Sam: How sick is she? Benny: Oh, she's plenty sick. Sam: Oh. Because you know, it seems to me that, aside from being a little mentally ill, she's pretty normal. ----- Joon: Did you have to go to school for that? Sam: No, no, I got thrown out of school for that. ----- Sam: Thanks for the couch. Um... Mike made me sleep under the sink. ----- Sam: Oh my God! I've just been looking for my boyfriend. Have you seen him? He's a guy with a little mole on his right cheek. AH! Oh, Brad, Brad, please don't be dead Brad. I never got a chance to tell you want you meant to me Oh, Brad, please! It's you! You're you! Ruthie Melony, co star of the Prom Queen Mutilator with Dick Bebe! Ruthie: You saw that? Sam: He was mine! He was mine! No Cindy! You're sick you need help. No, Cindy! No Cindy! No! ----- Joon: I lost... Benny: What's in the pot? Joon: A cousin