1. This week...
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2. Ho!
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3. Hyah!
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4. Ho!
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5. Hyah!
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6. Huah!
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7. Ow! Ugh!
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8. Damn! Damn!
Damn!
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9. I can't even break a board
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10. with that big, Black
blueberry's face on it!
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11. And look at this!
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12. Is it really that important
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13. to have the whole Black
community on drugs?
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14. Of course not.
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15. I could give a damn
about the Black community
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16. and its mama.
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17. This is about Black Dynamite.
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18. He thinks he's so Black
and dynamite.
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19. Without the Black community,
there is no need
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20. for a Black Dynamite.
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21. Why don't you find another
Black that's not so dynamite
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22. to have an unhealthy
obsession about?
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23. Shut up!
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24. Now, give me an evil plan
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25. that will destroy
the Black community,
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26. thus rendering that
brillo-headed Black Dynamite
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27. obsolete once and for all!
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28. Well, Congress did just pass
a new domestic aid package,
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29. whose small print takes all
the money out of education,
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30. planned parenthood,
and public housing
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31. and puts it into
subsidizing illegal drugs
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32. in the Black community.
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33. Henry, you sick fuck.
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34. This is why I love you.
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35. With drugs so cheap, no blackie
alive will be able to resist,
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36. and soon, everyone will be dead,
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37. unproductive,
and hopelessly hooked.
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38. Hmm.
Two wrongs don't make a right,
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39. but when everything's too right,
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40. something's got to be wrong.
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41. What I'ma do? Huh? Huh?
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42. What I'ma do?
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43. Don't you shut that off
and give me the bait!
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44. Freeze, Tasty Freeze!
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45. Shit!
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46. Aaaah!
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47. Tasty Freeze, how many times
has Black Dynamite
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48. talked to you about selling drugs
in his community?
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49. I think it was twice,
Black Dynamite.
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50. See, there was the first time
you said not to,
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51. and then the second ti...
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52. Well, Black Dynamite only talks
with his mouth twice.
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53. The third time, he talks
with his hands.
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54. No, no, no, no, no, wait...
Ow! Stop!
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55. If you want
Black Dynamite's hand to stop,
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56. you better tell him something good.
Can you dig it?
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57. What I was trying to say, before your
hand so rudely interrupted me,
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58. is I ain't selling drugs
to the community no more!
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59. No, Black Dynamite, I swear to God!
I put it on all my hos!
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60. I'm selling drugs
for the community.
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61. I don't understand,
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62. and Black Dynamite don't like
not understanding shit even more
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63. than he don't like saying
shit three times with his mouth.
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64. Get his ass, Black Dynamite!
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65. These drug dealers are
messin' up the community!
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66. Since when have you complained
about the drugs
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67. in the community, Basehead?
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68. Since nobody will sell me none!
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69. I can't get no base from nobody
in this damn community!
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70. And without base,
I'm just a head.
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71. They fuckin' up my whole
identity, Black Dynamite!
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72. I ain't got time
for this, Basehead.
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73. Spare me your shuck,
and spare me your jive.
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74. No, no. He's telling the truth,
Black Dynamite.
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75. Now, will you shut
your fist up for a minute
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76. and just let me show you, man?
Please?
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77. Fine, let me back up my car
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78. so you ain't pinned to the wall
no more.
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79. I don't know how
it happened, Black Dynamite,
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80. but the moment
you left the community,
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81. it just got flooded with drugs.
I mean, good drugs.
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82. Good, good, good drugs.
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83. I mean, this shit have you
seeing unicorns and sasquatches,
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84. but not the big sasquatches...
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85. Like, the little, tiny sasquatches.
- Basehead!
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86. Well, anyway, Black Dynamite,
these drugs were so cheap,
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87. it was easy to turn a profit,
and Black people didn't
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88. even wanna use them no more.
- Speak for yourself!
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89. I'll take a high over a life
of wealth any day.
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90. Black Dynamite, the word
spread so fast that soon,
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91. every white-collar whitey
who wanted some white was
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92. down here trying to score.
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93. Come to find out, they buy more
drugs than the Black community.
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94. Everybody in the community
became a drug dealer,
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95. and I mean everybody...
Except Basehead, of course.
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96. I got so desperate, I was 'bout
to move out of the Black community
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97. just so I could come back in
and get some drugs.
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98. But I ain't have no car,
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99. 'cause I already sold it
for some base
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100. the second week
I became a base head!
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101. Okay, then, tell me...
What's happening with all this
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102. new found honky drug bread?
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103. We cleaned up the streets,
Black Dynamite, with real soap.
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104. We buildin' libraries,
and we openin' markets
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105. that fulfill the Black man
in America's long struggle
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106. to acquire fresh produce.
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107. And it's all thanks to the white
community's drug addiction.
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108. I'm trying to see
the downside of all this,
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109. but all I keep coming up with
is a whole lot of ups.
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110. Oh, damn! I'm gonna be late!
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111. All the hustlers are using this
good drug money to sponsor
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112. a Black fair in the community
this afternoon.
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113. Why don't you come check it out,
Black Dynamite?
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114. Basehead, we could use you
in the basehead throw.
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115. A basehead throw?
What kind of person
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116. gonna take a basehead
and throw him at a wall
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117. like he a damn dwarf
or somethin'?
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118. Fuck you!
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119. How much base you get
for a basehead throw?
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120. Like, you get,
like, a pound of base?
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121. 'Cause I could be thrown
for a pound of base,
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122. no problem at all.
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123. This can't be true.
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124. They should have killed each
other by now!
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125. Oh, man.
This stuff is real, real, real good.
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126. Where did you get that?
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127. The Black community.
Where else?
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128. Everyone gets their coke
from there now.
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129. They've got really good prices.
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130. You fucking idiot!
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131. We made the drugs that cheap so
they can kill themselves,
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132. not sell it back to us!
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133. I'm sorry, Mr. President,
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134. but you and this
Black Dynamite shit
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135. has got me under a lot
of stress.
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136. Damn it, Kiss.
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137. If drugs can't wipe out the
Black community, what can?
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138. Oh, no reason to go there, darlin'.
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139. I'm just gonna walk right in.
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140. Elvis Aaron Presley,
the king of rock 'n' roll?
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141. What are you doing here?
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142. Mr. President, I heard there was
a drug epidemic in white America,
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143. and that thing made me madder
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144. than a premenstrual mosquito
in a mannequin factory.
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145. I said to myself, I said,
"Elvis, you gotta stop the ghetto
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146. from selling their Black drugs
to the white American people."
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147. So I hightailed out of Graceland
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148. faster than a cat can
lick his own ass.
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149. Send me into the Black
community, Tricky Dicky.
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150. I want to serve my country.
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151. Mr. President, you're not gonna
let Elvis do this, are you?
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152. He'll get himself killed.
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153. Exactly!
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154. Elvis Aaron Presley,
I knight you
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155. the undercover D.E.A. agent
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156. of the secret "Operation
Ghetto Blaster."
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157. I give you the complete authority
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158. to stop the Black community
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159. from poisoning the white
community with their drugs,
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160. by any means necessary
or unnecessary.
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161. Thank you.
Thank you very much.
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162. Damn! Damn! Damn!
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163. James done died,
Penny got burned by an iron,
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164. and J.J. just got shot.
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165. Whoo!
"Good Times" is hilarious!
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166. Honey Bee!
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167. Are you sure this perm is
supposed to be in here so long?
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168. It feel like my hair
done burnt off.
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169. Uh-oh.
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170. "Uh-oh"? There ain't supposed
to be no "uh-oh"
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171. when you doin' my 'do!
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172. Oh! What the... Ain't no ho gonna
wanna be my bottom bitch
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173. with my head looking like this!
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174. What ho is gonna bottom-bitch
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175. for a Fisher-Price pimp like you
in the first place, huh?
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176. Oh!
First, you gonna take my hair,
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177. now you gonna take
my pimp juice?
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178. It may be small, but I got
a pimp hand, Honey Bee,
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179. and you 'bout to get
bottom-bitch slapped!
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180. Uh-huh.
You want some of Honey Bee?
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181. Come on.
You want some of this?
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182. Say something else.
Say something else!
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183. I'm tappin' out.
I'm tappin' out!
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184. - Black Dynamite! You're home!
- Hey, Black Dynamite!
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185. Who the fuck are you?
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186. It's not funny!
It's me... Cream Corn!
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187. Honey Bee ruined my hair,
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188. which ruined my game,
which ruined my pimpin',
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189. which ruined my life,
Black Dynamite!
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190. You ain't got no life,
you Kojak, Black Mr. Clean,
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191. bowling-ball-head, half-a-pimp-lookin'
motherfucker.
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192. Get out my face!
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193. All right, Honey Bee.
That's enough.
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194. There's only so many bald jokes
a man can take
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195. when his head is looking like
a damn tootsie roll pop.
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196. Now, no more fighting.
- Fine. There won't be no fightin'.
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197. But I'm thinkin' 'bout pressin'
full charges.
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198. Now, y'all pull it together, and
let's go see what's going down
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199. at the community drug-free,
drug-sponsored block fair.
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200. I can't go nowhere with my hair
lookin' like this!
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201. Everybody gonna laugh at me,
Black Dynamite!
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202. I know looking like
a bald, Black Daddy Warbucks
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203. done got you down and filled
with sorrow,
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204. but like little Annie said,
"that sun'll come out tomorrow."
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205. What's in it for me?
What's in it for me-e-e-e-e?
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206. Oh. Looks like we got some
serious customers.
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207. Excuse me while I attend
to all their white
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208. drug-consumption needs,
my dear chaps.
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209. There's a new sheriff
in town, baby,
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210. and his name is The King.
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211. Now, I suggest you stop
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212. selling your Black drugs
to the white community
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213. and keep them in your ghettos,
where they belong,
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214. or you and your brothers
are gonna be in a world of pain!
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215. Hi, King.
The name is Tasty Freeze.
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216. How 'bout if I give you a little
courtesy bag of smack
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217. so you and your hillbilly
friends here
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218. can go get real high in your own
community somewhere
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219. and you can let us
get back to enjoying
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220. our drug-free block fair?
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221. Uh, what you say?
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222. Hyah!
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223. Aaah!
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224. Now, get up against that there wall
and spread your legs.
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225. We're tearin' this place apart.
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226. Lift the nuts and check the ass
of every last man, woman, and child
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227. until we confiscate all
the damn drugs.
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228. The President wants us
to destroy everything
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229. that was gotten
with ill gottens,
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230. so start breakin', burnin',
and generally messin' up shit
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231. real, real, real bad.
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232. Damn, King!
Why your hands so cold?
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233. Black Dynamite!
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234. Elvis got Tasty by the balls...
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235. Literally by the balls!
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236. Elvis Presley,
who you think you are,
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237. showing up in the Black community,
unannounced,
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238. frisking Black ball sacs?
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239. Looky here, now,
I'm on a mission
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240. from the President of these here
white United States
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241. to kick ass and bust heads
to the black meat
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242. until I stop
your Negro community
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243. from spreading your Black drugs
across America,
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244. causing an epidemic.
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245. Now, this ain't about race.
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246. The Black community has had drugs
of epidemic proportions for years,
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247. and ain't nobody ever sent
no Elvis Presley.
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248. Well, if y'all had kept
getting high on your own supply,
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249. this wouldn't be happening
right now.
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250. Now, drop your drawers,
big fella,
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251. 'cause once I'm done
searching these two balls,
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252. you and baldy-locks' nuts
are next.
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253. Elvis, now, don't let Tricky Dicky
make you get your ass whupped.
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254. Now, take off that badge and gun,
and I won't be cruel.
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255. Keep it on, and it's back to my
regular ass-kicking schedule.
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256. Bring it on!
Bring it on, baby!
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257. If you got to pinch a loaf,
hold your turd cutter tight,
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258. 'cause if you move your log shooter,
you gonna miss the whole fight,
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259. 'cause Elvis is about to get
his ass whupped
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260. by Black Dynamite!
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261. I don't think your boy know
what he gettin' into.
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262. Well, then, maybe Black Dynamite
better smack some sense into him.
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263. All right, darkie Dynamite.
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264. You're in for a world of
hurtin', baby. Whoo!
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265. You had enough, Pelvis?
You like that, Pelvis?
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266. Actually, that's one of
my nicknames.
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267. Why you hitting yourself? Huh?
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268. Why you hitting yourself?
Man, look at you.
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269. You... can't... do...
this...
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270. to... me!
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271. I'm The King!
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272. No, you were the King.
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273. Now you're a fat,
distorted parody
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274. of the cool and sexy
motherfucker you used to be.
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275. You sold out the people that gave you
everything that made you you,
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276. and you got into bed
with The Man.
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277. Now, if that's not the least
rock-'n'-roll thing
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278. a motherfucker could do,
I don't know what is.
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279. Maybe that's why...
you... are...
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280. hitting... yourself.
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281. Okay. All right.
All right.
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282. I don't... want to...
search...
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283. no... more...
Black... ball...
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284. sacs... Black Dynamite.
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285. Oh, Black Dynamite and the Black
community in general, please!
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286. Please forgive me,
for I have sinned.
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287. Have mercy, if you will,
on my soulless body.
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288. Black Dynamite ain't falling
for that old okie-doke.
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289. No, this ain't no trick,
Black Dynamite.
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290. Your thorough ass-whuppin' has
shown me the light and the dark.
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291. I realize now that I've been
nothing but an ignorant
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292. soul-stealing, fat-ass,
redneck drug addict.
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293. May all of the Black ball sacs
forgive me, Black Dynamite!
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294. Black-allelujah!
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295. Now that Black Dynamite has
baptized you with your own fist,
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296. you need to go spread the gospel
to Tricky Dicky
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297. and the rest of them honkies
that put you up to this.
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298. Now get the fuck on.
- Now, hold on one second.
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299. And I would like to stay and help
mend what I have broken.
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300. After all, I have
built my career
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301. ripping off the Black man's
blues and his rhythms.
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302. The least I can do is spend
the rest of my days giving back,
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303. because the truth is...
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304. Step to the side, Roscoe, and let
The King show you how it's done.
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305. - What you got there, King?
- This here, Roscoe,
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306. is what I like to call
my peanut butter, bacon,
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307. pancake batter, butter,
and banana sandwich.
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308. I know you didn't get that shit
from no Black folks.
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309. That is definitely not it.
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310. I'd like to dedicate this
sandwich to the Black community.
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311. May its delicious, creamy
goodness be an inspiration
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312. to all the good works
we will achieve together.
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313. Long live The King!
Long live The King!
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314. Long live The King!
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315. Long live The King!
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316. Knock on wood!
Knock on wood!
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317. Damn it! I knew I should have
knocked on wood!
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318. Ooooh! They done killed
Elvis Presley.
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319. Oh, I'm-a tell it!
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320. And even if they didn't,
that's what I'ma say they did.
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321. Elvis! Don't you die on me!
Don't you die on me!
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322. You got everything to live for!
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323. Yeah, like a new
little bald-headed bitch.
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324. I'm tellin' you!
I'ma pimp-slap your bottom ass!
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325. Come on, y'all, we got
bigger problems here
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326. than bald-headed bitches
loving Elvis.
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327. Having Elvis die
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328. gives Nixon a reason
to drop the big one on us.
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329. Oh-ho, no!
Not the big one!
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330. The big one is comin'!
I tell you, not that!
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331. Unh-unh!
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332. What's the big one?
- The N-bomb.
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333. The N-bomb?
You mean nuclear?
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334. - Worse.
- Neutron?
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335. Worser than that.
The real N-bomb...
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336. The one you can't say on TV.
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337. That really exists?
I thought that was some jive...
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338. brothers was just kickin'
at the barbershop.
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339. Oh, no, Cream Corn.
The N-bomb is real.
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340. When I was working for the CIA,
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341. I seen it with my own eyes.
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342. And if they drop it on us...
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343. of course Black Dynamite
will survive, but the rest of y'all
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344. can Kiss your Black community
asses goodbye.
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345. All we need to do is
make it look like
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346. Elvis decided to quit
being a cop
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347. and get his fat ass across
the Black community city lines
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348. and back to Graceland.
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349. Then, it will look like
he decided to die there.
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350. Honey Bee, I was about to say
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351. "you took the words
right out of my mouth,"
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352. but I knew there was
nothing in there.
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353. Now, that sounds like a Black
Dynamite plan if I ever said one.
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354. Now, let's go.
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355. Kissinger, has that fat,
pill-popping piece of shit
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356. died at the hands of those
chocos yet?
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357. No, Mr. President.
He's still alive, sir.
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358. What the...? How the hell
did you get in here?
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359. I'm a base head.
I can get in anywhere.
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360. Watch this.
Poof!
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361. Okay. I get it.
You're a magical Negro.
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362. I have three wishes, do I?
The first wish...
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363. Nah, man.
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364. I'm a stereotypical base head
from the community,
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365. and I'm here to tell you that
Elvis Presley is dead
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366. and Black Dynamite
is trying to cover it up.
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367. Are you sure about this?
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368. Yup, 'cause he done killed Elvis.
Elvis is gone.
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369. Kissinger, prepare the N-bomb.
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370. If I can prove that the Black
community killed Elvis,
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371. I can finally get rid of
Black Dynamite once and for all!
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372. Come on, citizen Basehead.
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373. Lead me to The King's corpse.
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374. But you know you better put
some base in these hands,
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375. or it's gonna be problems.
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376. We made it outside
the Black community city limits.
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377. We almost home-free.
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378. Oh, my goodness!
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379. Dead Elvis just let out
a thunder dumpling!
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380. Oh, excuse me. I think that might
have been me, Cream Corn.
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381. Say what?
Damn, woman.
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382. It's not my fault.
It was Elvis' peanut butter, bacon...
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383. pancake batter, butter,
and banana sandwiches.
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384. Yeah, I ate it.
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385. Well, we need to find
a gas station or somethin',
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386. Black Dynamite, 'cause that
wasn't no fart.
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387. That was a shart.
She shitted in that fart.
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388. We can't, Cream Corn.
We got to get dead Elvis...
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389. back to Graceland
quick, fast, and in a hur...
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390. Oh, d... oh God damn, Honey Bee!
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391. Man, them rednecks look
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392. like they ain't lynched
a Negro all day.
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393. I wish I was pumpin' the gas
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over there and pay.
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395. Aah! Look what you done did
to my damn head!
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396. Well, screw you, too!
You was always jealous of my hair!
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397. Com on over here.
Come on, puny pimp!
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398. Come on, p-p-puny pimp!
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399. You gon' get your ass
whupped aga...
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400. What was that?
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401. Now, the next one ain't goin'
in the air.
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402. We know that's The King's car,
so where's The King?
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403. There.
You rednecks have your king.
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404. Now, let us go so we can get him
back to Graceland.
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405. I don't know, Bubba.
The King looks a little strange to me.
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406. You all tryin' to pull
a fast one on us
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407. just 'cause we a bunch
of dumb-ass rednecks, huh?
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408. If that's Elvis, prove it.
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409. Hah!
Whoo! Work it out, baby!
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410. Get it! Unh!
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411. Uh-oh.
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412. Bubba, I think these colored
fellas done killed our King.
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413. - Get 'em!
- Oh, hell no!
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414. Go, go, go, go, go!
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415. They comin'! They comin'!
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416. Get up off me!
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417. I got a 8675309!
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418. Some negroes are trying
to kidnap
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419. the king of rock 'n' roll!
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420. And I'm in hot pursuit!
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421. Mr. Kissinger,
is there any way
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422. we can drop this N-bomb
before 1:00?
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423. They're showing the continuation
of "Good Times" today,
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424. and I need to see if Penny falls
down the elevator shaft.
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425. That show is hilarious.
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426. No "Good Times" until we know
we got Elvis' body.
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427. Whoa!
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428. Whoo-hoo!
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429. What was that?
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430. You think you can outrun me,
you Black bastard?
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431. It's Tricky Dick!
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432. All I wanted was a little bit
of drugs in the community, but no!
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433. You brought this on yourself,
Black Dynamite!
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434. Damn it!
Basehead dropped dime on us!
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435. Hurry up! They're catching up on us!
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436. Aaaaah!
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437. Base!
How low could you go?
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438. Damn it!
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439. Aah!
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440. You can't kill a Basehead!
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441. Aaaaaaaah!
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442. Honey Bee! If we don't
make it out of here,
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443. I want you to know somethin'.
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444. Even though you fucked up
my hair and ruined my life,
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445. true friendship is more important
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446. than any amount of hair...
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447. No matter how silky the perm is.
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448. And don't you worry...
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449. I ain't gonna press no charges
on you, girl.
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450. Oh, I know you wasn't, 'cause
I would have whupped your ass.
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451. But I am sorry for making you
bald-headed
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452. and causing you to look
more fucked up
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453. than you already did.
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454. Oh. Hug me.
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455. Oh! Hey! I got an idea!
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456. I know y'all negroes got
some afro sheen!
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457. Give it here!
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458. Honey Bee, this ain't
no time for cruel jokes!
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459. Now, why the hell you sprayin'
my bald head with afro sheen?
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460. Ugh!
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461. Aaaaah!
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462. There ain't nothing that some
good Black folks can't do
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463. if they put their minds
and their afro sheens together.
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464. Cream Corn, your hair ain't
never did shit for us,
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465. but your bald head
just saved our lives.
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466. Can you dig it?
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467. Come on, y'all! Hurry up!
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468. Okay, now what do
we do with his fat ass?
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469. There's only one place a king
can croak when he's alone,
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470. and that's on his
motherfucking porcelain throne!
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471. Surprise, darknesses!
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472. Even though you got Elvis back
to Graceland,
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473. I still got you for breaking in
and killing Elvis Presley.
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474. Operation Ghetto Blaster
was a success!
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475. Maybe not the way I envisioned
it, but whatever.
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476. Kissinger! I got the body!
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477. Start the countdown
for the N-bomb.
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478. Well, I guess this is
as close as I'm gonna get
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479. to going out
in a blaze of glory,
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480. so if this is the way
Black Dynamite is meant to end,
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481. squeeze the trigger,
motherfucker.
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482. Honey Bee, now ain't
the time for you to be
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483. opening up your ass again.
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484. That ain't my ass
opening this time.
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485. Well, Mr. President,
what an honor
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486. having you here at Graceland.
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487. Why are you and these strange
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488. holding guns on each other
in my master bedroom?
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489. Shit.
Stop the countdown, Kissinger.
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490. The fat fuck is alive.
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491. My goodness.
I must have missed something.
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492. Once in a while, I pass out
for a couple days
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493. and shit wake myself.
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494. One of these days, I'm gonna
shit wake myself to death.
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495. Here... you want
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496. Long live your king, Tricky Dick.
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497. Long live your king.
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498. Damn! Damn! Damn!
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499. Poof!
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