White Out2004

[Craig standing in his room, gets pelted with a snowball thrown by Wade]

Wade:
[laughing] Bitchin' trip, man! You shoulda come. Holly gave me head on the chairlift.

Craig:
Bullshit, man. You're dead.

Wade:
Ah, I knew you'd be jealous.

Craig:
There was an avalanche. Everybody died.

Wade:
Yeah, but *I* died smiling! [laughs]

Craig:
But how...

Wade:
I uh, I don't - I don't know. Man, don't - stop it. Don't worry about it. Relax, I'm not goin' anywhere. Next, year, Bangkok!

Craig:
Then you're - you know - you're okay?

Wade:
I'm fine. Well, look at me. Still better than you. Let's get out of here; it smells like spunk. Aw, you miss me already, fag?

Craig:
I've got your yearbook picture.

Wade:
Ow! Nice one.