House Party: Tonight's the Night Page #3

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just became too much...

...and she fell down,

just hump over hump over hump.

She was humped to death.

Wow.

Damn hump took her out.

- We'll be back Saturday.

- Okay.

I know I don't have to say this...

You don't have to say it.

I'll take care of the house. I got it.

Heh, heh. Baby, you're forgetting, you're

talking to our responsible and mature son.

And you know how your mama is

about girls in the house while she's away...

- ... so cool it on that front.

- Gotcha.

And remember what's waiting on you.

Okay?

Okay.

- No mistakes.

All right.

Right. Okay.

All right, y'all. Y'all drive safe.

No texting and driving.

Remember what happened to Aunt Hump.

Let's go, homey, it's Friday.

Get your ass in the car.

Come on, it's Friday.

Friday, Friday.

When you gonna get rid

of this broke-down hooptie?

Don't hate on the car.

Got my first hand job in this car.

Yeah, from your own hand.

What's up, Doobie?

That's great.

Yeah.

Yeah, just text me when it's going down.

Oh, you got that right, Doobie.

Guess who that was?

I don't know. Doobie?

In town with his boss, Keniston Scott!

Oh, sh*t! Keniston Scott! Who's that?

- The record exec!

- Well, okay.

Too bad we don't have

a decent demo to give them.

Forget a demo.

That don't show what we do in a crowd.

We need to find a house party.

I'm down. I can roll all night.

The parents are out of town.

- Back up the Escalade.

- Whoa.

Are you saying your parents are out of town

and you got the crib to yourself?

Oh, no! Don't even think it.

We're gonna have the house

party in your house.

No, because we're not destroying

my parents' house.

- You're crazy.

- Don't you see? It's fate.

This is your moment.

My moment?

Look, I like rap, all right?

But I don't know if I want to do it

for the rest of my life.

Bullshit! You want to be a rap star, Chris.

You always have.

Look, I told my folks I'd be mature.

I didn't tell you,

but they got me a graduation gift.

A '85 Camaro.

Riding.

That's a crazy vehicle!

- And I will do sex in it when

the time comes. - No, you won't.

But in the meantime,

we're gonna make this party...

...an exclusive, invite-only affair.

I'll invite Doobie and Keniston Scott,

you invite Autumn Rose.

She's just a beautiful flower

waiting on you to pollinate her.

- All right, 10 people at the most?

- Fifteen, hard limit.

How about that?

- You think Autumn really likes me?

- Yeah.

But she needs to see you in star mode

to seal the deal.

And tell her to leave

the boyfriend at home.

For sure. All right.

Keeping it small, right?

- Real small.

- Miniscule.

- All right.

- Like your package.

Oh, don't even play me, dog,

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