Can You Eat Human Flesh with Wooden Teeth?
Jake: I can’t go to school. I’m sick.
Alan: What’s wrong?
Jake: I think I have acid reflex disease.
Alan: Really? Acid reflex disease? Where does it hurt?
Jake: ... My head?
Alan: Nice try.
Jake: ... My throat?
Alan: Get up!
Jake: All right, all right. I just want you to know, I’m starting my day really stressed out.
& Alan: Okay, let’s go.
Jake: Got my lunch?
Alan: Lunch?
Jake: You’re supposed to make me lunch.
Alan: Oh, crap!
Jake: This isn’t helping my stress level.
Charlie: I forget. Why are you here in the middle of the week?
Jake: Because my mom’s on vacation.
Charlie: From what?
Jake: Me.
& Charlie: A word of advice: Don’t date women who live near the airport. It’s impossible to sleep in.
Alan: ... I’ll try to remember that.
& Jake: I forgot. I have to write five insightful questions I’d ask George Washington.
Alan: What?! Last night you said you had no homework.
Jake: Dad, I just said I forgot.
Alan: Okay, fine. You’ll do it in the car.
Jake: I was planning on doing math in the car.
& Jake: President Washington. Question number one: “Have you ever thought of coming back from the dead as a zombie?”
Alan: Jake, I don’t think that’s what your teacher had in mind.
Jake: Do you wanna do it?
Alan: No, no. You’re doing fine.
Jake: Question two: “Can you eat human flesh with wooden teeth?” ...
& Alan: God, what a horrible day...
Charlie: Tell me about it.
Berta: Show of hands: who spent their day pre-soaking the shorts of a kid... who leaves more skid* marks than a getaway car?.. That’s what I thought. Now, if you ladies will excuse me... I have three buses to catch.
& Jake: I look stupid.
Charlie: Yeah, well, you’re close to puberty.
Jake: Oh, I forgot to comb my hair.
Charlie: No, no, no. I’ll do it.
Jake: That’s spit!
Charlie: Hey, one man’s saliva is another man’s mousse. Now shut up.
& Jake: What about lunch?
Charlie: Sorry, I have plans.
Jake: No, you’re supposed to make me lunch.
Charlie: Oh, all right, come on. ... You like cold pizza, right?
Jake: Sure. ... This is frozen!
Charlie: Yeah. If you sit on it... it’ll thaw* by lunch.
& Charlie: What do you mean he needs to have sex?
Jake: Well, he’s been really grumpy lately. You’re usually in a good mood. I figure it’s because you have sex.
Charlie: Jake, it takes more than sex to make a man happy... You also need money.
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skid — буксовать; тормозить
thaw — оттаивать; согреваться
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