The first 166 lines.
Wake up.
Wake up.
Ah, shit.
All right.
Morning.
Are you ready?
Let's go. Come on.
Crooked teeth, small left eye,
elephant nostrils, no upper lip,
thin hair, ugly,
no one likes you, nobody can stand looking at you,
filth, disappointment,
dirty scum, ugly.
Fuck you!
What? What do you want?
What do you want, huh?
What do you want?
We--
Ohhh!
You and me.
You and me.
Let's go. Come on.
Let's go!
You know, you're better off on your own.
You can't trust anyone,
because you're never gonna be good enough for them.
All you will do is disappoint.
And then they will come after you,
and fuck you over,
and over, and over.
Go hide!
Go hide.
Hide. Hide.
Run off.
Run, run away, and never come back.
You can do it!
Do it! Listen to me.
Listen! Kiddo.
Hey!
Listen!
You're still a child.
An infant.
A fucking child.
You will always be.
Listen.
Dig a black dark hole so deep you disappear,
'cause that's where you belong.
Dissolve forever.
You're worth nothing.
Nothing.
You are nothing.
Fucking waste of time.
You are a waste of time.
Filth!
Disappointment.
Ugh.
Dirty scum. Ugly.
Why are you even trying?
Yes!
You are my friend.
You can't hide from me.
You can't run away from me.
I'm always here.
I'm here forever.
Come on.
Come on!
Oh, yay!
Good boy!
He's a good boy.
I told you to go hide.
You can't trust them.
Why the fuck are you here?
Disappointment. You are nothing but a disappointment.
I know it, you know it,
everybody knows it.
So, here's some breaking news for you.
This world is full of leeches,
cockroaches,
and they will crawl all over you.
Inside of you, and they will fester,
until you are eaten up from the inside out.
They will destroy you.
Stop! Don't you dare.
It's a trap. You don't need them.
You've got me.
Filth. Disappointment.
Dirty scum. Ugly!
Come on.
Come here.
Oh! Home.
Sweet home.
We're surrounded by all this unknown.
And so much known that we don't even understand.
You've got it easy, Burrito.
My home, unknown.
Wake up.
Shhh!
Shut up, Burrito.
Good morning, America,
Where the rich watch news,
and the dirt keeps rottin'.
Congratulations on being the scum of the earth.
The filth and the ugly that no one cares about.
This is going to be the worst day of your life,
because they're coming for you.
- -
What?
Yeah, that's what I thought.
They are coming for you today.
You don't even know, but I know.
I know everything.
You are so fucked!
Oh, they are coming for you.
Let the nightmares begin.
Shit.
Ow.
Ah!
Ow!
Aaaah!
Aaaah!
Ow!
Motherfuck-- oh, fuckin' hell!
Piece of shit fucking hell!
Son of a fucking cunt!
What are you looking at?
What?
Burrito, I'm sorry. Come here.
Come here, baby. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.
Come here. Come here. Come here.
Come here. Come here, baby.
Come here. I'm sorry. Look at me.
Burrito.
Look at me. No.
Come-- come on. Burrito.
Look at me. No.
Come-- come on. No!
Hey, Burrito!
-Look at me! -
I said, look at me, Burrito!
- -No! No, wait!
Burrito!
Oh!
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Oh, fuck. Fuck.
Cursed.
Burrito!
Burrito!
Burrito!
-Hi. - Hola.
Have you seen my dog, Burrito?
Burrito? Carnitas, carne asada--
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, my dog.
Um, he's, like, this white, like, brownish dog.
He comes around the back.
You feed him leftovers sometimes.
No, no.
Hold on, wait. Here.
Oh.
Let me show you.
Um...
-Here! -Oh, Pepo.
Brandon. No?
Yes, his name is Burrito. My dog, Burrito.
-Burrito. -Ah.
-Carnitas-- -No!
-No! -Hey, hey, hey!
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