I cant resist.....
ENTER SCENE:
[ Laura and light skinned wavy hair nikka in overalls, chillin on the couch, in intimate embrace]
Light nikka: *in white boy nerd voice*....Laura, I really enjoyed making those cupcakes with you in cooking class.
Laura: Me too...thanks for walking me home light nikka.
Light nikka: You know laura....i really want to kiss you on the cheek right now.
Audience track: OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Laura: (in sassy exaggerated black woman voice) nikka now why u gon kiss me on my damn cheek when I got two lips waiting for yo cute ass?
Audience track: Explode: OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Whooo Wee, *mad whistling*
[right before kiss, steve comes flying in the room like he was shot out of a cannon holding a huge bucket of an unidentified liquid]
Urkel:
Laura, you'll never believe it. I've invented a way to turn chittlin' juice into refreshing kool aid. (the bucket is filled with chittlin' juice). All I need to do is put my special bucket in ur fridge and add a few ingredients!
Laura:
Aw, nikka maybe later. Cant you see IM BUSY! Go home, stupid.
Urkel:
It'll only take a minute. You'll love it. Just watch.....ohhh!
(Urkel trips on rug and spills bucket all over light skinned wavy nikka. Hes now covered in chittlin' juice)
Urkel; Oh sht........DID I DO THAT????????
Audience track:
Light skinned nikka: *abandons white boy voice and sounds hood as fawk now*....YOU LIL BYTCH ASS NIKKA. WHAT THE FUKK. IMMA FUKK YOU UP AND BEAT YO ASS PURPLE LIKE THEM HOE ASS SUSPENDERS YOU WEARIN'. COME HERE, YOU SKINNY FAGGIT.
urkel:
whoa there. now hold up nikka. no need for more black on black violence in chicago!
Laura:
Light skinned nikka, Ive never seen this side of you before. U sound crazy. Get outta my house, tho.
Light skinned nikka: *still furiously angry* Imma bust yo ass first thing in the mornin' before P.E, for cockblokin this p*ssy, you fukk nikka (stares urkel down as he storms out house).
Urkel:
Urkel:
Now that we got HIM out the way *goes to hug laura*
Laura: Dont get sht fukked up for even one second. I cant believe you! This the 4th Dyck this week you done fukked up for me. I aint neva gunna get laid by none of these nikkas....
Urkel:
Laura: .....and dont even think about it. I dont care how man dycks you cblock. I AINT FUKKIN YOU. NOW GET OUT B FO' I CUT YOU *grabs steak knife*
Urkel: I dont have to take this....IM GOIN' HOME!
[Carl winslow comes merrily hopping down the stairs]
Carl: *sniffs aggressively*. Why do I suddenly feel in the mood for some damn chittlin's
Audience Track:
Laura: FAWWWWWWWWWKKKKKKKK! *puts head in hands w/ a depressed expression*
cheesy outro music