The Meteor Man Page #4

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bills, bills, Upscale, Jet.

Michael, I can talk

to Ellington. Watch.

Man, this is crazy.

You barked. The dog barked.

Trippin', Jeff.

That's right. You can't hear me

talk to Ellington.

Michael,

something happened to me.

I can touch a book

and for thirty seconds...

know and do

everything in the book.

I mean,

grab any book in this house.

All right. Jet.

I know you ain't read

this one yet. Touch it.

Put a stop to this madness

right quick.

OK, page twenty.

People page. Names...

Karl W. Taylor, Eric Sawyer.

- Page thirty-three.

- Society world.

It's a photo of a couple

that just got married.

Centerfold. What does she do?

She's an actress, a model...

a dancer,

and a dental technician.

She enjoys cooking and hip-hop.

She's wearing a black bikini,

and she's fine.

Yes!

What's her measurements?

Thirty-eight...

After you touch it, it only

lasts for thirty seconds.

You really got superpowers!

That's what

I've been trying to tell you.

- Man, this is wild.

- Check this out.

Jeff, you were hit by a meteor.

Think anybody else

got superpowers?

Larry? Larry, come in here.

Something's wrong with this TV.

What's wrong, Mary?

The channels keep changing

by themselves.

They keep what?

Fix it.

It's this thing.

It's this right here.

Oh, see, I know what's wrong.

I know what's wrong.

Let me tell you

what's wrong with this TV.

Them kids been here, that's

what's wrong with this TV.

No, Larry,

the kids have not been in here.

No, them kids been in here.

Trust, OK?

They been in here

playing that hindindu, OK?

And I told them don't be

playing the hindindu with my TV.

That's why I got a four-bedroom

house for everybody.

Everybody have a room.

In other words,

you can't fix it.

I can fix this.

That ain't no problem.

I fix things for a living.

That's my job... to fix things.

- What's up, Mr. Reed?

- Hey, Mr. Reed, how you doing?

Aaron didn't bring his supplies

to class.

He was sleeping

in my classroom.

When I woke him up, he used

very foul language at me...

you mother this,

you mother that.

All right.

I suspended him from school...

and that same afternoon,

I went outside...

and all four tires on

my red mustang had been slashed.

I suspended him again today...

and do you know

what he said to me?

"I hope you have bus fare."

Absolutely unbelievable.

In other words...

he is planning to do

the very same thing again today.

Now, that's unbelievable.

He's gonna slash my tires again!

What would you like me to do,

Mr. Little?

I'd like you to transfer Aaron

to somebody else's class...

because I have done

all I can with him.

Being that

we're on the same team...

I think I can handle

your transfer problem.

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