My Two Dads!
Curry: (throwing couch pillows at Zach) I’ve had enough of yo carousin’!
Randolph: I ain’t carousin’! I don’t even know what carousin’ means!
Curry: It means you fuckin’ around!
Carroll: (turns to Nate) Well, this is one gosh-darn awkward family dinner!
Robinson: No, this has become the norm in the Randolph household as of late.
Carroll: How do you cope, ‘Lil Nate?
Robinson: (shrugs) Drugs.
Carroll: (chortles)
Robinson: (blank stare)
Carroll: Oh. (still chortles)
Curry: I want you out my house, you old philanderer!
Randolph: This my house, woman! I’m the one who’s actually workin’ this season!
Robinson: Hey! I’m workin’ too, Pop!
Randolph: See? Your fat lazy ass got our son out there workin’!
Carroll: Me too! I’m working…on my sitting skills!
Randolph: Shut up, honky!
Curry: You can’t talk to our wacky next-door neighbor like that!
Randolph: I can talk to whoever I want however I want when I’m under my roof!
Curry: It’s like I don’t even know you anymore! You’re in shape. You have a work ethic. You care. WHO ARE YOU???
Carroll: (rolls eyes) He’s Zachary Tyler Randolph, ya goof! He’s your husband!
Curry: Not anymore he isn’t! This marriage unrecognized by the state is OVER!
Randolph: Fine! You wanna play that way? Then get out my house, woman!
Curry: Gladly! C’mon, Nate! We’re leaving!
Randolph: Oh no! Nate stays with me! He’s my lineage, dammit!
Robinson: I was adopted, old man! And I don’t wanna live with neither of you! I wanna live with Matt!
Carroll: Ooh, maybe we should talk this over a bit beforehand there, Nathan. I’m a bit of a loner.
Curry: You ain’t livin’ with no strange white man! He doesn’t know how to raise a black child!
Robinson: I’m not a child anymore, Mom!
Carroll: I don’t think we’d have any trouble, Ms. Curry. My house is color blind! (chortles)
Curry: Oh, you the expert on raising black kids now? You got washcloths in your bathroom?
Carroll: What in the holy heck is a “washcloth”?
Robinson: It’s like a little miniature towel you use to clean yourself in the shower.
Carroll: …
Robinson: Man, it just gets easier & easier to blow his mind.
Curry: Nate, get some washcloths and wipe this mess up.
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