We the Party Page #7

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what would you do differently?

I had my boys way too early.

Didn't have enough to give 'em.

Then I lost my eyesight.

My daddy's a rapper-

He gonna get knocked out...

What the f***?

What the hell is you all

doing in my mama house?

Dee, honey, they're just here

asking me some questions.

About this little movie they making.

That's all, baby.

Mama, it's time for your medicine.

Barack.

I think I need to check on my car.

Sit your $5.00-ass down

before I make change, fat boy.

Yeah, these little niggas know something.

Why y'all here asking

my mama questions?

Yeah, these b*tches know something.

We asked you a question.

Put the girlies in the back.

You heard him. Get to stepping.

We didn't know anything, I swear.

It's just for our school project.

Hey, let 'em go.

Give 'em they money back.

All right, now, tell 'em.

I brought them here.

I wanted the money.

Hey, my mama can't be

in your f***ing movie.

Is we clear?

Clear.

What'cha all wanna do?

I say we take no chances.

Let these little b*tches go.

And I better not see y'all

around here ever again.

Let's go, guys. Go, 90, 90-

You trippin'.

Could you be

my brown-eyed girl?

Baby, you're a stunner,

saw you from my hummer

I thought we were dead.

I feel bad for C.C.

That's some jacked-up home life.

Around you I get dumber

I can be your one-er,

brown eyed-girl

She's my baby beauty,

Such a cutie

Eyes look like a bag from Louis

Picture perfect, she's a 10

She's my lover, she's my friend

She's the other half

no other gal can ever match

Pontificate.

She's the heartbreak, I'm the pain

My dad likes to pontificate,

even though he bores us.

Let me see.

Gimme.

Hendrix is a closet artist

and a visual learner.

So I'm having him draw something

to remember each word.

Let me see.

That does look like Dr. Sutton.

- Michelle.

- Come here.

What? It's okay for you

to flirt with him.

He's cute,

and now you're a cougar.

Let me see your phone.

Can I see your phone, please?

- What's your password?

- Leave him alone.

- What?

- Michelle's secret test.

Before you trust a boy with your affection,

make sure he trusts you with the password

to his phone and computer.

You two are boring me.

I feel like some me time at the mall.

- You coming?

- He's got a huge vocab test tomorrow.

Don't forget.

I know, if I see Supercop,

we're here studying alone.

It's fine.

Nice hanging with you today.

You, too.

Damn!

- Michelle!

- Bye, you guys. Don't do anything I'd do.

I can be your one-er,

brown-eyed girl

- Baby, you're a stunner

Saw you from my Hummer

Hello?

What you doing, player?

Just studying vocab.

Ah, okay.

It's Obama.

Well, guess what Mr. Geniosity did.

Wow!

I hacked into the student database.

And you were right,

Barack is C.C.'s son.

Oh!

Wow.

Heavy sh*t, I know.

Look, man, I gotta bounce.

Okay.

Hope, change, and awesome swag.

It's 3:
57, Sunday.

Time to step it up to the next level.

Where were we?

What the hell you doing,

you little horndog?

Oh, sh*t.

Come on, man.

Better be good, man.

It is, it is. Look, look, look,

look, look.

What a douche, he's using

his real feelings to wrangle poon.

Yo, there is no way

he's winning this bet.

We gotta step up our game.

Correction,

you need to step it up, fat man.

Look what else I found.

Reggie?

Oh, sh*t.

Dawg, you're not gonna...

I'm not gonna do anything

Mr. Jock itch doesn't deserve.

So the question is,

while I close the deal with Michelle,

Hendrix works Cheyenne,

and Que goes ghetto,

what are you and Quioktime doing

besides stroking your twinkies?

I'm winning, I'm winning. All right.

- No, you're not.

- On your ass, man.

Oh, no!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Whoa!

So, you tell your dad about me yet?

Why would I?

It looks like someone got

a 98 on their quiz.

Let me see this.

I mean, I might be taking

his daughter to prom.

To remain suspended

in or near a place in the air.

It's only because of my education

that I learned the steps

to make these things possible.

Every day,

Reggie has three organic sandwiches.

- See my test?

- No.

- 100, A+.

- Look at that.

What are the three branches

of government?

Legislative, executive, and judicial.

Okay, okay, I see

somebody's been studying.

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Hey, Sharon.

- Hey, you remember me from the interviews?

- Yeah, yeah.

I was just thinking how you told us

that you like to dance, and...

What does this nigga

think he's doing?

Ah, hell, no.

I know you can rap.

I want you to write the lyrics

for the senior class project.

But write something real, no bullshit.

Understand?

But that stuff don't have no beat.

Sure it does. You got to find it.

Or fail.

Where will we go?

What will we be?

Is there space

In this world for me?

The end of man-unkind.

By 2:
00,

Reggie has his second sandwich.

There are currently

7 billion people on the planet.

Scientists say that

we can only hold 9 billion.

But, here's the catch.

If those 9 billion live

like us Americans do,

I mean, yeah, with the nice cars

and the big houses,

our carbon footprint would be

that of 18 billion.

And see, that's our challenge

as the people of tomorrow.

We need to figure out a way to live

in harmony with nature.

I mean, 'cause, clearly

it's not working, right?

The bank is going to close.

Oh, okay, just give me a second.

All right, I have to say

that was pretty impressive.

Very impressive.

Very impressive?

Very impressive.

All right,

that was very, very impressive.

All right, let's bring up

the lovely Principal Reynolds.

My ex-wife has nominated me

to chaperone y'all at the prom.

- Oh!

- No, you're not done with me.

I know you're just intimidated

'cause me and her

are gonna bring some

old-school Soul Train moves.

I'm going to give you a taste. Wait.

Whoo!

All right, I can do this with you.

All right, listen, listen.

I want to wish you guys good luck

on the senior project tomorrow,

and I want to say it was

a pleasure teaching you.

Thank you for tolerating me.

Good luck.

Yeah!

We the party

Yeah, yeah

Hey

Uh-huh

All right

So, you ever gonna sing for me?

Probably not.

How come?

You scare me.

Why?

'Cause.

I'm not supposed to feel

this way about you.

- Am I giving you a boner?

- Shut up, weirdo.

What am I gonna do with you?

Cheyenne's my girl,

you know that, right?

- Michelle!

- What?

Aw, man.

- You like her?

- Yeah, a lot.

Okay, switch phones.

- Seriously?

- Come on, you two. Switch phones.

What's your password?

Chickenfat.

Okay.

What's your password?

Vegan.

I see how it is.

Now you may kiss.

Nice.

So when's he go before Supercop

for judgment?

Tomorrow.

After the senior project.

Smart move.

Daddy will see your little boy-toy

here in your documentary.

He'll know he helped you out.

I'm going to bed because

Reggie's being an a**hole.

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