Lisa turned and revealed a swollen belly, a basketball under her shirt. "Oh look, my love! You peed on me and now we're gonna have a fambly!"
Doodle was nonplussed. A thunderstorm briefly came over his demeanor before a crooked smile erupted.
He put one hand chop, slinging his hand, down onto the basketball and it tore out and bounced away towards doodles own yard, lazily.
"And i say you aint saddling me with no undue burderns." Said doodle.
"Wheres terrence?" Said lisa.
"Hes usually only here late" said doodle.
Lisa turned again.
"I love you, doodle, and i want your check, every last throbbing bit of it."
"Eww" said doodle.
"My deddy said you get a little lead in your pencil, you would support a good honest girl, if you can find one."
"Your deddy dont know my mind, nor what i got in me or on me" said doodle.
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Away, doodles own, Deddy the epinonymous drove along in his old f100. Ahead of him was one of the neighbors pulling a trailer.
The front truck slowed abruptly, and before deddy could react, his truck was sitting on the trailer, and his drive shaft was broken, laying on the metal deck of the trailer. Deddy knew cause he stabbed the accelerator a few times and nothing happened.
Not really surprised, even by such an unusual turn of events, deddy turned off his engine, but kept the radio on, listening to desperado, and lit a winston, content to be lead wherever the neighbor was going.
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Lisa turnes around with a baby doll in her hands. "Look doodle!!"
Doodle protested and ripped the baby doll from her hands.
He grinned crazily and turned away.
"I'll call child welfare doodle. Dont do nuthin mean!" Cried lisa.
A flint coughed.
"Heh heh" doodle said. He turned and he had burned the face of the baby. "Guess its not my baby after all. What watkins street black boy you been seeing? You can get his check instead of mine."
"Dont believe it, doodle. Its the michael jackson skin disease, baby. I dont lay with blacks no matter how much they beg for this."
He tossed the burned doll in terrences open top cage, laughing.
"I want your check, doodle!" Screamed lisa.
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Deddy had gotten bored and was anxious for the truck ahead to stop so he could get about his way.
And there it was.
They stopped.
At taco imprezzo, the nationwide chain of mexican food restaurants.
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