My Baby's Daddy Page #4
with Carver.
It's the mama
I'm starting to doubt.
Lonnie, there are plenty
of women out there
that will treat you right, man.
There is this one girl, Brandy,
from the Mommy & Me class.
She's the bomb-diggity-fresh.
But I don't think she'd go
for a guy like me.
She would, man, if you took
some pointers from the pros.
You know what, Lon?
You need some game, dawg.
And some new slang.
'Cause "the bomb-diggity-fresh"?
Where the hell did you
get that from, anyway?
Yeah, man.
You need some style.
A makeover.
Oh.
Dawg boot camp.
Mm.
Ta-dow.
I'm listening.
Oh, no, no.
You're gonna be down. Come on.
That boy's still ugly
if you ask me.
You gotta bend your knees
a little bit.
Now swing your arms.
Not like a monkey, dawg.
Let the tension out.
Heel, toe.
Heel, toe.
My God.
He's white.
Hey, Brandy.
How you doin', boo?
Lonnie.
No, no, no.
You gotta talk from your nuts,
man. More bass.
This is the art of slap boxing.
A time-honored hood tradition.
Come on, Lonnie.
Put your hands up. Come on.
All right? Great.
Keep 'em up.
Uh, G?
G, man.
G.
Hey, Brandy.
How you doin', boo?
Mm.
We created a player.
Seor Lon Juan.
Mm-hmm.
The adventures
of Daddy Look Good.
So, I hear you celibate.
- What?
- Celibate.
You sellin' a bit.
I'm buyin' a bit.
Wow, Lonnie.
You look different
all pimped out.
Daddy Look Good.
DLG!
Daddy Look Good.
Are you feeling all right?
Oh, I feel real nice.
Put your hand in my pocket
and find out for yourself.
What can I get you two tonight?
Chardonnay, please.
Yac.
Colt back.
Double it up on the rocks
in a dirty glass, thickness.
I'm glad you called.
You've been on my mind.
You been runnin' through my mind
in a thong.
What?
Thong. It's a little thing.
It's like string.
It ain't the full bloomers.
Oh!
My bad.
My bad, baby.
My bad.
It's looks like you gonna
have to come out them clothes.
Goodbye, Lonnie.
Brandy.
Damn.
Be a good girl for Poppy,
all right? Be quiet.
Shh.
Okay, then.
Yeah.
That's a good girl.
Oh!
How was the date tonight?
It wasn't that good,
thanks to you two.
Didn't you use my note cards?
Yeah, I used those.
Tried to do a little
freestyling on my own.
Didn't really work.
Hey, man.
Hey, hey.
That was all Ass-anova
right there.
You know, I really like
this girl Brandy.
Little Carver really likes her.
Look, man, maybe y'all
can patch this up somehow.
Man, the way I acted tonight, G,
I'll be lucky if that woman
ever talks to me again.
You didn't take your hat off,
did you?
Like a damn fool.
Hey, Unc.
What's all the racket
down here, huh?
Babies screaming and everything.
I'm trying to go
to the bathroom.
- I can't do nothing.
- You okay, Jas?
Convenience store.
You inconvenient son of a b*tch.
Keep the damn noise down
before I break my foot off
in your ass, boy.
He's mad 'cause he got
hemorrhoids.
Oh! Hey! Hey.
- What are you doing?
- Oh, nothing.
What's going on?
- Hey.
- What?
Daddy has planned a big
family dinner on Saturday.
- Uh-huh.
- And he's invited you.
He's gonna have me as
the main course or something?
I can't this Saturday.
Why?
No Good's getting released
from prison on Saturday.
No Good is nothing but trouble.
And we have a son.
Come on.
Things are different now.
Baby, things are different
for him, too.
He's a reformed man now.
For real.
G, the two of you together
spells trouble.
Look.
All I know is that he's
my cousin
and he deserves a second chance.
Six ounces, just like Mama said.
Uh-huh. Test it.
Ahh.
There you go.
Come on.
Bruce Leroy,
that's good milk, man.
Damn, that's some good
titty milk.
Ooh, ooh.
No!
Yo, who the hell...
No Good?
That's right, baby.
I'm back on the bricks.
What the hell you comin'
through the window for?
Oh, creature of habit, dawg.
Just trying to keep
my skills sharp, man.
Ah. Ah.
Aah!
No Good's back!
Show your cousin
some love, baby.
You got it, baby.
Whoo!
Dawg, I can't believe
it's been two years
since you been locked down.
Well, had the jurisprudence
not violated
the statute of limitations
per se,
I would have only done
30 days, bro.
Did you get a law degree
in prison?
Nah. I watched "The Practice"
for two seasons.
I'm representing myself
next time.
Oh, next time, huh?
You always had game, player.
You always had game.
Speaking of game, man,
what's up with you?
You still boxing?
Yeah, but it's sort of been put
on the back burner for now.
Oh, really?
How come?
Remember we used to go
candyjacking back in the day?
- You mean the kung fu clerk.
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
Let's just say that a hot temper
runs in his family.
Really?
How you know that?
Um...
Well, his daughter had my baby.
Oh, sh*t!
Hey, hey, dawg,
watch your F-ing language
in front of my son, dawg.
- Wow.
- Hey, hey.
Bruce Leroy,
it's your cousin No Good, man.
What's up, little bro?
Uh. Yep.
Gimme a little bit.
Yep. Just a slap.
- Go on. Hit it.
- Hit it, now. Hey.
That's my little man.
Drive By, my man, your label is
when I discovered
the Brothas Stylz.
Check it out.
we kinda like a white OutKast.
If I want to know what people
think of you, I'll tell you.
- Come on.
- Very good, sir.
You remind people
of a white OutKast.
Yeah.
You really got your finger
on the pulse, there, Drive By.
You weren't thinking about going
to another label?
Well, actually, you know...
You were always
the first choice.
- Right here.
- Right here, dawg.
Here's the contracts.
Sign 'em.
Wait, wait, wait.
This is it?
I mean, this is legally binding?
This is it.
Wanna talk royalties?
Cool.
Publishing.
That's all right.
If you even want a handicapped
parking permit, get at me.
But don't you ever...
mess with me!
I have an anger-management
issue.
You understand?
Yeah, yeah. We gonna sign
that up right here.
Good.
That calls for a celebration.
Oh, we gonna pop up
some of that bubbly?
No, fool.
Milk and cookies.
- Milk and cookies?
- Milk and cookies?
You got a problem
with my milk and cookies?
- No.
- No, no.
Pleasant surprise.
Change of pace.
Well, dip, fool.
Dip!
All right.
We dipping.
- I can't get it in, dawg!
- Break it off!
Break it off, man!
Break it off!
You better dip
and eat them cookies.
Insult me,
and I'll beat your ass.
Today we're gonna discuss
something
every parent must go through.
It's potty training.
Don't make those faces.
It's not as hard as you think.
We're gonna do
some role-playing today.
Show you how to get your baby's
bottom onto the actual ring.
You might want to sing it a song
to relax the muscles.
Dookie, dookie,
doo-doo brown
Mommy, how can I be down?
Make some funny faces.
Now, it's also very important
to praise your child's movement.
"Look at that.
Look what Jason left behind.
Look at the big brown goldfish.
Yay!"
Daddy, everyone,
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