Post by jerri on May 24, 2010 16:17:50 GMT -5
[Joe Bananas is playing on a Playstation 2 system with a 14 year old kid eating potato chips.]
Kid: Don’t you have any better games than this?
[He sifts through a bunch of plastic cases like skittles.]
Joe: When I was your age this was the exact type of game I wanted to see.
[Joe sparks a joint.]
Joe: You want any of this? Don’t pretend like you haven’t been smoking since the age of 12.
[Joe passes it to him.]
Kid: I don’t think you should be encouraging me.
Joe: I don’t care, you’re not my kid. Now pick your favorite character and let’s play.
[The camera turns to the window and we see Jerri Li hobbling about on Joe’s lawn. Most of her skin is gone and she is covered in ash.]
Jerri: God I hope Joe is home, I need a joint.
Joe: Man am I ever getting the munchies, you want some chili & spaghetti?
[The Kid looks up, his eyes redder than mars, and starts giggling.]
Kid: What?
Joe: I wish I could still get that stoned.
[The kid’s ears prick up as there is a knock at the door.]
Kid: Dude, there’s a queue at your door.
[Joe steals the joint back and goes to answers the door.]
Joe: Jerri!
Jerri: Hey Joe.
Joe: I thought you were dead!!
Jerri: I was, but Giuseppe & Christian revived me. I told them I didn’t want anything to do with them anymore though, which is kinda why I’m here.
[She puts on a pair of puppy dog eyes.]
Joe: Oh come on, don’t do that. Please, come in and chill out.
Jerri: Thank you Joe, you will never know how much this means to me.
[Joe gives her the joint and she tokes on it like a woman possessed. She crashes down on the couch next to the kid and Joe sits next to her.]
Jerri: What are you guys playing?
Kid (softly): Tekken 4.
[Jerri grabs Joe’s controller from the carpet.]
Jerri: Ok, let’s see here… my eyes aren’t so good at the moment.
[She leans forward to get a better look. The kid’s eyes turn into fishbowls as he sees Jerri’s thong poking out of her shorts. Joe looks away with a smile on his face.]
Jerri: Ok, this bitch is cute.
[She dumps back into the couch and offers the joint to the kid.]
Jerri: You look wasted out of your mind… you wanna play against me?
Joe: Come on Jerri, leave the poor kid alone.
[The kid grins and puffs away. Jerri smiles at Joe.]
Joe: See? He likes it!
[Joe smiles and shakes his head.]
Jerri: Ok kid, who do you want to be?
[The kid takes one last toke and passes the joint back to Jerri; who passes it in turn to Joe.]
Kid: Who do you think I should play?
Joe: Who are you asking; me or her?
[Jerri gently grabs his hands and moves the keys on the controller for him.]
Jerri: Here, play this girl.
Joe: Let the little nigga play a guy at least.
Jerri: Joe, don’t call him that; he’s white!
[Joe rolls his eyes and puffs up the last of the spliff.]
Jerri: Alright, play this guy.
[She casually leans over in front of him with her neck turned towards the screen. She sharply turns her neck back to face him and he awkwardly averts his eyes from her cleavage.]
Jerri: This guy has a sword, you’re gonna need one to beat me.
[Joe lights another joint, with no tobacco in it.]
Joe: Fuck him up Jerri, fuck him up!
[He claps with the joint in his mouth.]
Jerri: Hey, give me that shit!
[She snatches it out of his mouth. As she was distracted the kid hit Jerri’s character with a whole lot of spinning backfists.]
Joe: Hit that shit pops!
[Jerri cries out with the joint draping out of her mouth and her fingers frantically slamming buttons.]
Jerri: I wasn’t ready you son of a bitch!
Joe: This is funny.
Jerri: No it isn’t!
[The kid suddenly blows a cloud of purple smoke out with his character and wins the game.]
Joe: Looks like you lost.
[Jerri pounces on top of the kid’s lap, feeling his erection pop up.]
Jerri: Hey, you wanna play a game?
Joe: Please Jerri, he’s just a kid; and it’s only a fucking game for Jesus fucking Christ’s sake!
[The kid wets his pants. Jerri turns to face Joe.]
Jerri: Joe, we’re getting this kid higher than he’s ever been!
[She reaches into the back pocket of her shorts and retrieves the complimentary cigar Sanders gave her earlier; he was never as in love with her as St. Christian. She throws it at Joe.]
Jerri: Roll a blunt.
Kid: Don’t you have any better games than this?
[He sifts through a bunch of plastic cases like skittles.]
Joe: When I was your age this was the exact type of game I wanted to see.
[Joe sparks a joint.]
Joe: You want any of this? Don’t pretend like you haven’t been smoking since the age of 12.
[Joe passes it to him.]
Kid: I don’t think you should be encouraging me.
Joe: I don’t care, you’re not my kid. Now pick your favorite character and let’s play.
[The camera turns to the window and we see Jerri Li hobbling about on Joe’s lawn. Most of her skin is gone and she is covered in ash.]
Jerri: God I hope Joe is home, I need a joint.
Joe: Man am I ever getting the munchies, you want some chili & spaghetti?
[The Kid looks up, his eyes redder than mars, and starts giggling.]
Kid: What?
Joe: I wish I could still get that stoned.
[The kid’s ears prick up as there is a knock at the door.]
Kid: Dude, there’s a queue at your door.
[Joe steals the joint back and goes to answers the door.]
Joe: Jerri!
Jerri: Hey Joe.
Joe: I thought you were dead!!
Jerri: I was, but Giuseppe & Christian revived me. I told them I didn’t want anything to do with them anymore though, which is kinda why I’m here.
[She puts on a pair of puppy dog eyes.]
Joe: Oh come on, don’t do that. Please, come in and chill out.
Jerri: Thank you Joe, you will never know how much this means to me.
[Joe gives her the joint and she tokes on it like a woman possessed. She crashes down on the couch next to the kid and Joe sits next to her.]
Jerri: What are you guys playing?
Kid (softly): Tekken 4.
[Jerri grabs Joe’s controller from the carpet.]
Jerri: Ok, let’s see here… my eyes aren’t so good at the moment.
[She leans forward to get a better look. The kid’s eyes turn into fishbowls as he sees Jerri’s thong poking out of her shorts. Joe looks away with a smile on his face.]
Jerri: Ok, this bitch is cute.
[She dumps back into the couch and offers the joint to the kid.]
Jerri: You look wasted out of your mind… you wanna play against me?
Joe: Come on Jerri, leave the poor kid alone.
[The kid grins and puffs away. Jerri smiles at Joe.]
Joe: See? He likes it!
[Joe smiles and shakes his head.]
Jerri: Ok kid, who do you want to be?
[The kid takes one last toke and passes the joint back to Jerri; who passes it in turn to Joe.]
Kid: Who do you think I should play?
Joe: Who are you asking; me or her?
[Jerri gently grabs his hands and moves the keys on the controller for him.]
Jerri: Here, play this girl.
Joe: Let the little nigga play a guy at least.
Jerri: Joe, don’t call him that; he’s white!
[Joe rolls his eyes and puffs up the last of the spliff.]
Jerri: Alright, play this guy.
[She casually leans over in front of him with her neck turned towards the screen. She sharply turns her neck back to face him and he awkwardly averts his eyes from her cleavage.]
Jerri: This guy has a sword, you’re gonna need one to beat me.
[Joe lights another joint, with no tobacco in it.]
Joe: Fuck him up Jerri, fuck him up!
[He claps with the joint in his mouth.]
Jerri: Hey, give me that shit!
[She snatches it out of his mouth. As she was distracted the kid hit Jerri’s character with a whole lot of spinning backfists.]
Joe: Hit that shit pops!
[Jerri cries out with the joint draping out of her mouth and her fingers frantically slamming buttons.]
Jerri: I wasn’t ready you son of a bitch!
Joe: This is funny.
Jerri: No it isn’t!
[The kid suddenly blows a cloud of purple smoke out with his character and wins the game.]
Joe: Looks like you lost.
[Jerri pounces on top of the kid’s lap, feeling his erection pop up.]
Jerri: Hey, you wanna play a game?
Joe: Please Jerri, he’s just a kid; and it’s only a fucking game for Jesus fucking Christ’s sake!
[The kid wets his pants. Jerri turns to face Joe.]
Jerri: Joe, we’re getting this kid higher than he’s ever been!
[She reaches into the back pocket of her shorts and retrieves the complimentary cigar Sanders gave her earlier; he was never as in love with her as St. Christian. She throws it at Joe.]
Jerri: Roll a blunt.