Pt. 34

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Anthony: Well, I'm in pain!

Caesar: *sips coffee* Why's that?

Anthony: You slapped me!

Rebel: It was fo a good cause, bruh. *licks icing off cupcake*

Blackout: So, how're the cupcakes everyone? Good or not? *grabs a cupcake* I wanna make

sure so I can improve eventually.

Duff: MM! Damn these shits good.

Caesar: they're great Blackout! Thanks.

Anthony: I was too scared to try'em cuz ya know, som these black people be poisoning the

food—

Swift: NOT THIS SHIT AGAIN! *throws frying pan at Anthony*

Duff: Ya know, *sighs* after all this time. I've never met my father!

PB: Until now! *presents Duff's dad* Duff, meet yo daddy!

Duff: Daddy? As in, my 'side-hoe' daddy?

PB: Yes—! WAIT, NIGGA WHAT?!

Daniel: No! I would never do...that...to my son. *clears throat*

Everyone: *looks at Daniel with suspicion* ...

Duff: *hugs Daniel* It's so good to see you dad!

Everyone but Anthony: Awww!

Anthony: *crosses arms, shakes head in shame* This is, no joke, the gayest thing I've ever

seen—

Rebel: SHUT THE FUCK UP!

Anthony: *feminine voice* Okay daddy~!

Caesar: Um...

Swift: Why did you marry him?

Caesar: You gave him permission.

Swift: Oh yeah! -mind- and I regret it...

PB: Anyway, are you happy to meet your son Daniel?

Daniel: I'm happy for that of course! But that other guy...

Caesar: Who? Anthony? Yeah, that's normal.

Anthony: *raises hand* I'll fuck you for a dollar.

Daniel: Well, at least I know he's a whore.

Anthony: AT LEAST I KNOW YOURE A BOOMER!

Everyone: *gasps*

Rebel: That's discrimination!

Anthony: and you're a nigger!

Caesar: Anthony.

Anthony: WHAT?! *balls hands into fist*

Caesar: Control yo mouth boy!

Anthony: Okay mommy~!

Swift: I'm so fucking confuse as to what the context of this part is...

PB: Oh don't worry, the readers are too! So you're not alone.

Anthony: -mumble- Daniel look gay as hell—

Daniel: WHAT?! SAY IT TO MY FACE NIGGA!

Anthony: MY SKIN AINT BLACK NIGGER! GO BACK TO WHEN SLAVERY WAS IN!

Swift: PB, please just get him out of here...

PB: Why? It's for comedy.

Rebel: Yeah, racial comedy....

PB: That's the point dumb ass.

Rebel: OH! DONT START WITH ME, WHOS FAULT WAS IT THAT ATE THAT APPLE?

PB: EVE DID! NOT ME! DONT THROW ADAM AND EVE IN THIS CONVERSATION!

Rebel: I CAN IF I WANT TO BITCH!

PB: TURD PACKER!

Rebel: LONG NIPPLES!

PB: THEYRE CALLED BOOBS, DUMB ASS!

Swift: Wow, it's been a while since they've had an argument.

Duff: Dad, I'm pregnant...

Daniel: Oh that's great son-!

Duff: But...I think it's your child!

Everyone: WHAT?!

Caesar: HUH?!

To be continued

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