For those of you who were too fucking busy...
...this is what happened last week on Shameless.
I left them. You fuck!
This your home now?
First time in my life I ever felt like I actually belonged.
What is it like with my dad living at your house?
Weird. It's only gonna get weirder.
Last night was my first time. You mean with me?
Virgin? Yep.
Aunt Ginger has to go back?
Don't make her go. She doesn't belong to us.
Old guy next door died in March, which I guess makes us neighbors.
Where's my damn toaster? Leave me alone.
You would not be so pissed off if you didn't care.
I saw the way you looked at Steve like a D-O-G in heat.
My mom heard about it. She invited you to dinner.
Hey.
Aw. Heh.
Sweet baby.
Put a scarf on.
Debbie, come in and eat breakfast, okay?
You're up next in the shower.
I wanna play for a while. Ask Carl if he'll get in the stroller.
Last time, you were locked in the basement for a day.
On purpose. We were playing Loser Goes to Gitmo.
Let's go. And put that stroller back in the garbage.
Oh, my God. That's, uh... It's dead.
You sure? Uh-huh. The element's rusted out.
Anyone wanna make some cookies with me?
How much to replace it? Uh...
Two bills used, four new. Shit.
How about pie? I can get started on the crust.
Go take your shower.
I wanna make pie.
You know what? Hand me the obits.
Maybe, uh, we can scavenge a dead person's water heater. Thank you.
Oh. Mrs. Dombrowski.
Oh, the, uh, shaky-neck lady? I thought she drowned a couple years ago.
No. Mrs. Goga had the shaky neck and drowned in her own vomit last Easter.
No pie. Get in the shower. I'm not saying it again.
Carl, no.
I went to school with Kenny Dombrowski.
Think he had a crush on me. Shh! Wake's this morning. Let's go.
Up, up, up. Can I come?
Um...
No.
Debbie, what is going on with you?
Nothing.
Oof! Shower. After Debbie.
Towel and robe upstairs. Go.
You need to learn how to change your own diaper.
It's getting windy.
Beautiful day for a party.
