"Ok, daddyfucka, then!" Before I could hit him again, he took off running, jumped in his truck, and pulled off.
"Y'all a fool," Brooklyn added. "He ain't lying, though. I wanted to know the same shit."
"I guess you trying to get fucked up, too, huh?"
Throwing his hands up to surrender, he let out, "You already know I ain't trippin'. A nigga hungrier than Annie when the dog found her."
"The fuck is you talking about? I thought Annie found the dog?" I stopped at my car door and asked, really trying to understand what this nigga was talkin' about.
"Naaaah, the slow part of yo' brain didn't allow you to look at the story deeper. Shit, she was the one hungry. The dog was on the streets and eating better than her. If you ask me, he rescued her ass. Now she got a loyal friend, and he can show her the good food spots as they throw the scraps out and the cozy places to sleep on the streets."
Brooklyn stood there and looked at me like he was ready to challenge any theory he came up with. I ain't have time to stand there and fight with him about a damn movie, so I let him have it.
"Bye, I'll see you at the crib. You and Zoo be on some mo' shit for real."
"Yeah, aight. I'll race you to the light."
"Let's get it."
He jumped in his Challenger as I slammed the door to my 5.0 Mustang. We pulled off at the same time. Traffic would be fucked up after we got through the light, which is why his crazy ass liked to get in as much speed as he could before then. We had these fast cars and couldn't even drive them how we wanted to because traffic was worse than a bitch's edges that touched her eyebrows.
"What's this I hear about you trying to find a wife? You know you have to bring her by here, first, for my approval. Everyone is not good enough for my baby."
My gaze bounced back and forth between my mama and Zoo. I already knew he had something to do with this.
"Ma, I'on know what you talkin' 'bout. I ain't got no woman, and a woman damn sholl don't have me. I'm as single as that last eyelash still hanging on your lashes."
"Shut up," she hissed before smacking my arm. "It hurts to pull this shit off. It will fall off sooner or later. Back to you, though, Zoo said you met someone. Who is she? You must like her for him to mention her to me."
"You ever thought that Zoo was making conversation to distract you so he could steal a piece of sweet potato pie?"
"Nope, Auntie, that wasn't it." His ass stuffed the last piece of pie in his mouth before she turned to look at him.
"Whatever, nigga. Yeah, I met someone, but it's not that deep to be talking about a wife." She would be my wife, but that's some shit I was not about to discuss with them right now. "She got a couple of walls I gotta break down first."
"You do what you have to do. Your father chased me for two years before I finally gave him some play."
"Shhhid! Who is about to chase someone for two years?" Brooklyn questioned.
"Nephew, she waited two years to give me some of that ass. Getting her to give in was like pulling teeth from a newborn baby," my dad chimed in.
"Unc, a newborn ain't got no teeth."
"Exactly, Zeus, meaning that shit was damn near impossible to do."
"Get back in your lil' man cave. Don't be telling my son all of my business."
"It's ok, baby. I'll chase you 'til death if you keep giving me that good stuff."
"Eww! Don't old people pass worms back and forth when they have sex?" Zoo's stupid ass asked, making my daddy smack him in the back of the head.
"Go ask yo' mama and daddy. See which one of them got worms."
"My people clean. I ain't even worried about that."
"You already know this nigga don't care what he says."
"Brooklyn, who asked you? Auntie, this nigga ain't had a girl in years. I'm starting to think he likes niggas as strong as he is. Damn, Unc."
