- What'd you think of the fight?
- Ricky won.
- Yea right, Armando whooped his ass!
- Cedric was the winner.
- What?
- Ah, he's just making shit up again.
- Fool, what's up with you?
- I thought Cedric was in the fight?
- Then how do you know he won?
- I didn't say he won the fight.
- Yea you did! He just did!
- I said he put in his fair share of blows.
- We both heard you say it, Cecil.
- Why do you hang out with this fool?
- We better get going.
- Let's ditch his ass. See ya, Ces.
- I gotta take him home.
- I think I hear my mom calling.
- Your mom's not calling, Cecil. What's wrong with you today?
- This guy's shit's all fucked up. Whatever, he's just a pussy. Let's go and leave his ass.
- What about the fight? Aren't we going to watch the fight?
- The fight's over, Cecil.
- The fight's over, fool. Mondo won.
- Man, Mondo didn't win.
- Yea Cecil won!
- Shut up, Cecil.
- I think your mom's calling; she's saying you forgot your meds.
- Leave him alone.
- She knows I'm taking the bus. Earl's going to let me drive it home today.
- Let's just walk him home.
- What? That's four blocks the other way!
- Come on.
- Ah, man! Why do you hang out with this fool?
- You can't drive the bus with me. Earl said only I can.
- Yea, okay.
- I'm not going to walk all the way over there.
- Come on, let's just do it. We'll pass by Justine's house.
- I've seen her mom in her bra.
- He has—he's not lying.
- What?!
- Yea, I saw her hooters! She gave them to me.
- What the fuck!
- He's just seen her in a sports bra.
- How do you know?
- He stood in their yard taking pictures.
- I have the pictures to prove it.
- No he doesn't.
- Let me see—then why'd you say he has?
- This dumbass showed them to Justine, too, and wanted to see her's. That's why he's not allowed to walk home alone anymore.
- What did Justine say?
- Dude, what do you think she said?
- She showed me her hooters. She gave them to me.
- Shut up, Cecil. She told Mrs. Leines, and Mrs. Leines told his mom.
- She didn't tell the principal?
- They're not talking.
- No, just his mom. And now his mom has me walk him.
- What a baby. Let me see the pictures.
- Fool, do you think they'd let him keep the pictures?
- Why not? It's his property.
- You're just as dumb as he is—No offense, Cecil.
- Whatever... So he got no pictures?
- I still have the one of Mrs. Leines and Principal Hawkings.
- Nah, I've seen that one too many times.
- You're both sick.
- We're brothers.
- Fool, I ain't your brother.
- I think I hear my mom calling.
- Let's go, Cecil.
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