"Anyway, wow Steve, or should I call you Stevie? You look amazing dressed as a girl."
"I guess. I still can't believe Tech lost that game."
"Well they did honey. C'mon, let's go."
"WHAT?! Go where?"
"Dexters."
"WHAT?! That all black club on Stevens Street?! We are not going there, or anywhere for that matter with me dressed like this!"
"Oh honey, don't be so silly. We're not going, you are!"
"What do you mean?"
"I'm dropping you off."
"WHAT?! WHY?!"
"Listen Stevie, a bet's a bet and you lost. C'mon, lets go."
"But..."
"Yup, your butts gonna be real busy. After the game, I called and booked one of the VIP rooms and told them it's your 18th birthday. They said they would make sure at least 18 black guys would 'keep you company tonight'."
"OH...MY...GOD!"
"That's funny Stevie, they said they would send you right to heaven!"
"Good, that was my plan honey."
"What plan?"
"Anyway, wow Steve, or should I call you Stevie? You look amazing dressed as a girl."
"I guess. I still can't believe Tech lost that game."
"Well they did honey. C'mon, let's go."
"WHAT?! Go where?"
"Dexters."
"WHAT?! That all black club on Stevens Street?! We are not going there, or anywhere for that matter with me dressed like this!"
"Oh honey, don't be so silly. We're not going, you are!"
"What do you mean?"
"I'm dropping you off."
"WHAT?! WHY?!"
"Listen Stevie, a bet's a bet and you lost. C'mon, lets go."
"But..."
"Yup, your butts gonna be real busy. After the game, I called and booked one of the VIP rooms and told them it's your 18th birthday. They said they would make sure at least 18 black guys would 'keep you company tonight'."
"OH...MY...GOD!"
"That's funny Stevie, they said they would send you right to heaven!"