Fury of the Fist and the Golden Fleece Page #3

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-Even your punk ass.

-Yeah!

My name is Superfly!

Superfly!

Everybody empty your pockets!

Listen to the man.

Yeah.

Superfly, motherfuckers!

[all yelling]

What is this?

Give me that purse!

What the hell you

think you doing?

What are you talking about, man?

This ain't your house no more.

-This is my house.

-This is my house, too.

What? You need to go home,

play some Nintendo,

or do something.

-Be nice, okay.

-Hey, do you know who...

Do you know I'm big-head...

Hey, do y'all know big-heads,

fools who I am?

Don't you know who I am?

Okay, just relax. Go home,

play some Nintendo.

What you gonna do?

Exactly, that's what I thought.

Hey, everybody,

go bum rush this fool.

Whoop this fool!

You wanna do something, okay.

[yelling]

-Puto.

-What you gonna do?

[grunting]

Ana Conda, go beat some ass.

Okay.

[laughing]

[Superfly] You motherfuckers!

Ana Conda, kick him again!

Like your dad, yeah,

that's what I'm

talking about, fool.

You know what,

on second thought,

I think I'm gonna come back,

work on some things.

Take it easy, you know,

what you gotta be so grumpy for?

You know, like,

I didn't really mean...

Okay, Primo,

I see you later, man.

That's what I'm talking about,

Ana Conda, just like your pops.

-Hey, ugly.

-Hey, ugly!

Hey, ugly.

What the hell you say, fool?

Little Barbie doll.

What the hell you want?

Do we have a problem,

Mr. Barbie Doll?

[chuckles]

I probably banged your mama,

you're probably my child.

You're probably my

little big-head baby.

I probably

banged your mama, too.

Now get that.

My name is Superfly!

[grunting]

Superfly is dead!

Who the f*** is this?

That's The Fist.

The coolest porn star

in the 1970's.

The hair of his hair,

in the wind of the air,

blows through

his luscious locks.

But where's your cucumber?

You know what happened

in the '80s

the AIDS came, b*tch!

Attack!

[grunting]

[exclaiming]

[yelling]

Get out of my kitchen,

what are you doing

in my kitchen?

See what you got now?

[yelling]

Payback, sucker! Solid.

Let's go.

Come on! Ugh! Yeah!

Get into me

So, you're trying to tell OJ

that that's The Fist.

As in Enter The Fist?

Fist of Bangarian.

Fist or Be Fisted!

Yeah, man.

That guy, he was the

number one porno star

in all the universe,

better than the Kardashian lady.

Much better. Better looking,

you know what I'm saying.

Guapo, do I look gullible?

What color is my skin? Come on.

That's a silly question,

man, ju black as night,

like a panther, in the darkness.

That's right! That means I

don't believe the president.

I do believe the judge.

And I don't believe that no

millionaire works

at a bagel shops.

I don't believe it.

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