KIMORA: Surprise, Russell! I’m so glad that bitch Hillary didn’t blow this party for you. I was about to fuck her up.
RUSSELL: Now, now, Kimora. You’re talking about possibly the next President of the United States. And remember, we don’t say the b-word or the h-word or the n-word anymore. Not after Oprah shamed me on her show.
KIMORA: You’re right. You’re absolutely right. Gotta keep Oprah happy. Although I remember watching that show and I was, like, I think that bitch is flirting with Russell, and I’m going to fuck that bitch up. I’m sorry, I don’t care if she is Oprah Winfrey, I will fuck her up.
RUSSELL: Kimora, if you keep using the b-word, you are going to seriously skey-rew my legacy. Your mouth and the gay rumors…sheesh.
BRETT FAT: Guys, what’s wrong with the n-word? It’s all in how you say it, man. I told Jackie Chan that, but you know, with Jackie, to quote my own movie, “Do you understand the words that are coming out of my mouth?”…well, that would be a negative. It’s so hard working with Chinamen, you know?
KIMORA: Bitch, you better shut the fuck up before I get all Chinky Giraffe on you.
RUSSELL: Just take the picture. (to photographer) Make me look really butch in this one or I will sic Kimora on you.
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