Post by 'Doctor 420' JQ Publik on Feb 14, 2008 8:24:49 GMT -5
("The Watcher" by Dr. Dre plays on JQ Publik's cell. Doctor 420 answers it)
Publik. Hey, bro. How you livin'? How's Cali?
Sweet, man, sweet. Spit.
Are you kiddin' me? What's to worry about?
I am gonna take out the legend killer and send that psycho good ol' boy back to the boondox...
Hey, you still have that million dollars I loaned you?
Yeah, well, I'm gonna have to collect, immediately.
I need some pimpin' ring attire for the show Friday.
I don't have it all figured out, but I see a lot of GOLD.
Yeah, I got the silver Hummer, dawg. Thanks for the hook-up.
Son, don't stall me.
You ain't no Terminator no more, I saw you in the Enquirer.
Flab city!
Okay, Arnie, a'ight.
Juss transfer the cash. It better find me faster than Sarah Connor.
Oh, the three way dance? The triple threat?
You may not know this, Conan, but three ways are kinda, my thing,
Y'know?
Tell Maria her cheesecake needs more sugar. MORE SUGAR!
How many times I gotta...
Okay, then.
Hit me up another time and
don't forget to call me CHAMP.
One.
(Doctor 420 hangs up the phone and stares off into nowhere and smiles while the camera zooms into the side of his face. Slowly fade to black)
Publik. Hey, bro. How you livin'? How's Cali?
Sweet, man, sweet. Spit.
Are you kiddin' me? What's to worry about?
I am gonna take out the legend killer and send that psycho good ol' boy back to the boondox...
Hey, you still have that million dollars I loaned you?
Yeah, well, I'm gonna have to collect, immediately.
I need some pimpin' ring attire for the show Friday.
I don't have it all figured out, but I see a lot of GOLD.
Yeah, I got the silver Hummer, dawg. Thanks for the hook-up.
Son, don't stall me.
You ain't no Terminator no more, I saw you in the Enquirer.
Flab city!
Okay, Arnie, a'ight.
Juss transfer the cash. It better find me faster than Sarah Connor.
Oh, the three way dance? The triple threat?
You may not know this, Conan, but three ways are kinda, my thing,
Y'know?
Tell Maria her cheesecake needs more sugar. MORE SUGAR!
How many times I gotta...
Okay, then.
Hit me up another time and
don't forget to call me CHAMP.
One.
(Doctor 420 hangs up the phone and stares off into nowhere and smiles while the camera zooms into the side of his face. Slowly fade to black)
