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It's time again for the high school musical.
I had to ask permission to go to the state fair
God...!
I'm fine, dad.
How's it going with you?
It's been 3 days. I don't think it's coming.
Do you remember where we were.
Yeah but, she'll cry if she actually sees it happening.
And why you want to trade places with them.
Now, I get 2 guesses to figure out.
"There's nothing in the house, Jay."
I know he wants to, but...
We're such stupid kids.
Look, somebody broke the window,
Hey, Paul.
You're okay.
I like hm.
Shouldn't have.
Okay.
It's not done with me either. Okay.
Jay!
Have you seen it?
- Do they know? - Yup.
But the most terrible agony
And I started realizing that.
Okay.
Where the hell is my fucking car?
What are you doing?
I remember.
Wherever you are?
Are you teasing me?
No, I... I...I believe you. I just...
Jay, listen.
Jay, just keep pointing at it.
I like you too. You know.
Never old enough, the hell do we go.
She doesn't want to open her door.
Here?
But it is walking.
It's very slow. But it's not dumb.
Is this him?
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