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- Honey, how was school?

- I really don't wanna talk about it.

- What do you mean, what's going on?

Honey, where are your shoes?

They were so expensive, why?

- I lost 'em in a bet.

- Honey, in a bet?

To who?

- To Bruce.

- My God, I am so sick and tired of hearing this bully.

He needs to be stopped, you know what?

I'm gonna call the Dean right now and get this taken care of.

- No, mom, it's fine, really.

- What kind of bet was it?

- I really don't wanna talk about it.

- I'll take care of it.

- No, mom, really, it's fine.

I don't wanna cause any trouble.

- Joke.

- Hey, Bruce, yeah, this is Nina, Alex's mom, and I'm gonna have a word with you

yesterday, right now, about you bullying my son.

- Sure.

- I'll come by your dorm room, I'm already on campus.

Let's talk right now.

- You want me to what?

- Okay, fine, whatever it takes.

Whatever it takes for you to stop bullying my son.

I'm sick of this shit.

- Okay, I'll be right there, send me your info.

- This is mom.

Talk to you, wow, nice shoes.

- Oh, without Alex.

- When are you gonna need those back?

- Well, I mean, if you play, you pay, I mean, I won.

- What do you mean, I bought those shoes,

I'm gonna need them back, I don't care what you won.

- You won, but your son's gambling with them, so.

- Well, we need to talk about this.

I paid a lot of money for them, and I need to get these shoes back today.

- And you didn't stop bullying my son?

- Bullying, I'm not bullying your son.

Your son is an arrogant little asshole, and that little prick tried to tell me

he had a bigger dick than me, and he didn't.

So that's why I got his shoes.

- Oh, he didn't?

- No, he did not.

- Wow, okay, well, I'm sure there's something

that I could do for you, and maybe you can do something

for me, like stop fucking bullying my son, and give me the shoes back.

- Oh, well, I don't know.

- Why don't you let me in?

- Come on, we can talk.

- Don't mind if I do come in.

- Alex sent his mommy over here to get his shoes back.

- Mm-hmm.

- How precious.

- I know, right, and everybody already knew who you are.

It's pretty easy to find you.

- Oh yeah?

- Yep.

- Well.

- You're the infamous bully.

- I mean, some people say bully, I prefer the word assertive.

You don't mind if I take my shoes off, right?

- Oh, are you giving those back to me?

- Well, I mean, I'm a gambling man.

- Hmm.

- I might be willing to make another wager.

- Oh, really?

- Yeah.

- Well, it so happens that I brought something with me

in hopes that maybe I could persuade you to be a nicer person.

- Ah.

- A little proposition, you say, hm?

- Well, I mean, yeah, I mean, I guess we might just have

to make a little wager, let's say.

You know, since I won from having such a huge

cock, so much bigger than your son's from my dad.

Well, we'll make another wager.

Says that you can't take this dick.

- Ah, okay, well, let's see.

- Yeah, if you can take this dick without running, you can have those shoes.

- Okay, deal.

- But if I win and you can't take this dick,

you're gonna come back here every day until you can.

- All right, deal.

(laughing)

- Um, door open, on the wall.

- Okay.

(laughing) All right.

- I mean, we're all friends here, right?

- Are we?

- Yeah.

- I hope so.

- Nice, yeah.

- That's nice, I think we'll make those part of the deal

and give them to my girlfriend.

- Oh, this is really, I don't think so.

- Shop, where I came here, just in case.

- So, my reputation precedes me then.

- Mm-hmm, sit down.

(laughing) You a bully?

- Body.

(laughing)

- You wanna take those shoes too?

- Yeah, well, I guess it depends on how well

you take this dick or not.

(laughing)

- Goodness.

(sighing)

- Much harder proposition for you than you realize.

- Shoes.

(gagging)

Shoes back for my son.

Takes, retakes.

- Takes you to take this fucking dick?

- Oh, you did, yep.

- Shoes back?

- Once a week.

- So want.

- Can have your shoes back, but your mom is mine?

- Naughty America.

- Nobody.

- Nobody.

- Nobody.

- Does it better.