The Best Man Page #4
Yeah, we knew about that sh*t.
N*gger, you know damn well
you can't keep a secret.
That is so messed up.
Come on, man.
Is that the case there, bro?
You waiting for Jordan to slow
down from that career path
for the Harper Stewart
rest stop?
You're tripping.
Let's play the game.
I still can't believe
you ain't never hit that.
Ah, me, neither.
Hey, y'all, I'm in a very
fulfilling relationship, okay?
A virtually drama-free
two years tomorrow. Okay?
That's right. She's a
stand-up comic, right?
No, no. She makes jewelry.
No, she is a teacher.
She is a caterer,
God damn it!
For the last time.
It took her a while to find her creative niche.
She found it. She's a caterer.
I can definitely
relate to that one.
But she still don't
sound like Jordan.
That's 'cause she ain't Jordan.
She's Robin.
Man,
I'm glad she ain't Jordan.
Why you say that?
Jordan's too damn sassy
and independent.
And she might make more cheese
than you someday, bro.
Yeah? And?
I love Jordan.
You know that, right?
But let's face it, dawg. A woman
like that don't need no man.
She's one step from lesbian.
Ooh!
No, hold on.
That's a nice thought.
All I'm saying is that the
only way a relationship works
is if the man
provides the loot
and the woman
takes care of the home.
You're talking like you're from the Stone Age.
You're a caveman.
- Just admit it, man.
- Isn't that ironic though?
Brothers are always talking
about gold diggers,
yet you can't take an educated
sister who makes more money?
No, I can't.
Murch,
we know you don't care.
Your woman gonna run
your ass regardless.
Bite it, Spivey.
Okay? Bite it.
Grow it, Murchie.
When me and Mia get married,
man, her only job's gonna be
being my wife and
raising our kids.
She's gonna be content with that?
Are you kidding?
Mia's straight-up old school.
She can't wait to drop
this mandingo's babies.
Consummate mother-whore.
Word is bond, dawg.
Word is bond.
Every man wants one.
Right.
Let me ask
you a question, man.
What's that?
What made you decide to just
up and get married now?
'Cause you been dipping out on
Mia, no offense, for a while.
- And with the new contract...
- Oh, yes.
You're gonna need
a catcher's mitt to catch
all that new p*ssy
coming your way.
I done had all the ass 10 men can have.
My wild oats are sown.
Besides, how much ass
can one man have anyway?
A lot.
It's just time.
Marriage is sacred. My folks
have been together 35 years.
It means something to me.
I hear that.
Besides, marriage is gonna curb
that appetite for more women.
In case y'all didn't know, marriage
is the cure to promiscuity.
In what world?
I can't believe
you said that, man.
God damn, Lance.
You would have never known that
you graduated summa cum laude.
You say some dumb-ass sh*t.
Ah, there's a time
for everything, players.
We're in the real world now,
man.
The real world.
Real things.
Bang.
I don't give a damn
what y'all say.
Ain't nothing natural
about no monogamy.
God did not intend for us
to be with just one person.
If he had, he wouldn't have
given us all this sperm.
These b*tches would not outnumber
us the way that they do.
Okay, okay.
Are you
a philosophy major now?
He is a bullshit artist.
Thank you.
What, n*gger?
F*** y'all, man.
Y'all know as well as I do,
ain't nothing better
than some p*ssy,
except some new p*ssy.
He's got a point there.
Plus, you can't trust
these b*tches anyway.
They just as scandalous
as us n*ggers.
Oh, not all women, player.
Not all women.
Oh, so, you don't think that
Mia's ever got with other dudes?
I'm the first,
the last and the only.
Really?
Really.
How do you know this?
'Cause the p*ssy curves to my dick.
That's how I know.
Besides,
I know my little angel, man.
You mean to tell me
with all the sticking
and moving
that you've done,
you don't think that Mia's ever
tippy-toed out the door on you once?
No.
Quentin, just play.
If she did go out and
get a little swerve on,
don't you think she'd be
well within her rights?
It's karma, baby.
Gotta take a piss.
Why did you
have to do that?
Whose hand is it?
Honestly, have you
ever fooled around with a girl?
What do you mean?
Yes, you have.
That night I met you,
you was talking...
Hold on a second.
What's up?
The book. I don't know, man.
I'm talking.
Go on, man.
It's in there.
Yeah, I'm back.
You didn't mess
around with a girl.
Ever mess around
with two guys at once?
Not even in high school?
Phew. Here we go.
Yo! You best get
your own copy, player.
I was just feeling a little
overprotective of my stuff.
It's too late for that. I
cannot wait to read this mug.
I know it's gonna be tight.
Well, you know...
Help yourself, man.
Look at you, man. You know
you're blessed, right?
The Lord is
smiling on you, bro.
Lance, dead that, man.
I make it happen.
Not some heavenly being
in the clouds possessing me.
Know what I'm saying? Me.
You're ignorant.
You know that, dawg?
How do you think we're as
fortunate as we are, man?
Any one of us.
We could be poor,
homeless, out on
the street with nothing.
Lance, tuxedo fitting tomorrow?
Yeah, man. We gotta
push it back till 5:00
'cause Mia's got a laundry list
of things for this brother.
Actually that's cool, 'cause I'm
supposed to link up with Jordan.
That's right. Jordan.
I saw how she was
looking at you tonight, bro.
What, man? What did you see?
I saw that she wants
to get with you, player.
Whatever, man.
Yeah. "Whatever, man." You'll be
smacking bellies this weekend.
What happened to
that talk about fidelity
and putting an end
to promiscuity?
Come on, man. I was talking about me.
That don't apply to you.
Look here, man.
You got your girl,
and y'all doing
that relationship thing,
and that's cool.
Bu? Harp, YOU my boy, right?
MY man. my ace!
Jordan is fine, dawg.
So for once in your life
go ahead on and
be a dog, dawg.
I'm getting a headache. Oh, now
you're getting a headache.
Later, man.
All right.
All right, Murch, man.
Coming, dear.
Hmm, that's not the
worst thing in the world.
They were gonna
read it anyway, right?
Yeah, yeah.
I just didn't think that they
would take it so literally.
I'm sure it'll be fine, baby.
Hey. I'm glad you called me.
Yeah.
Yeah, you're right. You're right.
It'll be okay.
Listen, did you
figure out what you're
gonna be wearing
to the wedding?
Not yet.
How about that little
beige number you got?
Strapless?
Harper, I know how to
dress for a wedding.
It's under control.
Okay. That's cool.
I'm not trying to...
Oh, my God!
Oh, my God!
Oh, my God,
look at the time.
I gotta get out of here.
Okay. I love you.
What?
I said, "I love you."
Uh...
I gotta go.
So, I'll see you, baby. Okay?
Morning.
Good morning.
I'm gonna be a second.
I'm gonna be a second.
Chop-chop. Time is money.
Okay.
Nice boxers.
I thought you were
strictly a briefs man.
They were a gift from Robin.
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