season 3, episode 2
"Strictly 4 the Jeeps!"
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Dalvin was blasting music downstairs, and he was enjoying himself. He stood on the couch with shades on and got ready to spit the first verse of the current song that was on.
"I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno, I'm not a Puerto Rican but I'm speakin' so that you know and understand I got the gift of speech and its a blessin', so listen to the lesson I preach, I talk sense condensed into the form of a poem!"
While Dalvin was too busy having his own little concert, the other three men of the house watched him. K-Ci, DeVante, and JoJo tried to keep their snickers quiet so Dalvin wouldn't notice them.
"I get paid when my record is played, to put it short," The boys decided to join Special Ed and Dalvin with the last line of the verse. "I got it made!"
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JoJo grabbed his jacket and headed for the door. K-Ci noticed this and stopped him, "Where you off to?"
"I have to prep for my driver's test." JoJo responded.
"Good luck!" Dalvin told his friend. "Thanks, I'll see y'all later." JoJo bid farewell to the three young men in the household.
"I'm hungry," Dalvin randomly stated. "I'm sure you are after all that dancin' and rappin' you just did." DeVante teased. K-Ci laughed.
Dalvin rolled his eyes and walked in the kitchen. He grabbed a bowl, a spoon, and the box of Frosted Flakes from off the top of the refrigerator. He poured the cereal into the bowl and opened the fridge to grab the milk.
As he opened the milk carton and tipped it over, only two drops of milk came out. "Who drank all the milk?!" He questioned.
"Oh, that was me." K-Ci responded. Dalvin threw the carton of milk at K-Ci, "I'm going to the store to get more milk!"
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JoJo and his driving instructor, Mr. Harrell, had got themselves settled in the driver and passenger's seat of the car.
JoJo adjusted his mirror and looked at Mr. Harrell for confirmation. "You may begin." He stated, looking at his clipboard.
Taking a deep breath, JoJo started driving. "Put your turn signals on make a left at this corner right here," The instructor told him.
JoJo obliged, and did what Mr. Harrell said to do. He wrote something on his clipboard and looked up for a second, "Good, now make a right at the next street."
"Alright," JoJo nodded, and made a right once they hit the next street. There was an upcoming red light, and JoJo stopped. Everything was going good until a running figure suddenly jumped in front of the car.
JoJo hurriedly stepped on the breaks to stop the car. His eyebrows furrowed once he noticed the figure was Dalvin, holding a carton of milk.
"The hell is his problem?" JoJo questioned himself. "You know this young man?" Mr. Harrell wondered.
JoJo shook his head, "I've never seen him a day in my life." Dalvin squinted at the window and waved his arm, "Hey JoJo!" JoJo sighed.
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