"What thah fuck do you want me to say, Momma?!"
'Well, I'm just saying, I'm sorry for all that I put you through in your lifetime. But I've changed and that's why I'm here talkin tah yah Clarence! I love you! Always have! And I always will!'
"I undahstand Momma! Okay. I'm gonnah have my accountant write out ah check for three-hundred and thiry-three thousand dollahs, Momma! But aftah this we don't need to talk tah each othah any more. Okay?"
'That's fine by me Clarence! I just was comin all the way up here in your neck of thah woods tah tell yah I love you that's all! But can it not be a check? Can your Momma get cash Baby?'
"Fine, Momma! I've got practice this mornin and thah early afternoon. But after, I'll get you your cash so you'll be on your way home by three-thity. But, Momma? You do understand we shall not ever see or talk tah one another again?!"
'Why, yes Clarence! I definitely understand! That's your choice not mine! But you's my Baby! If you's says it? So let it be. You won't have to bother with your proud mother no more Son! No, sir! But until you get the cash aftah practice? Can your Momma trouble you for some "12 Year Old Whistle Pig", two packs of "Newport" longs and yo Momma knows you got some good weed around here?"
"Fine, Momma! Anything else?"
'Nah, boy? Now go make some shit happen?! Love you!' As she turned on the television to her favorite show, "Judge Mathis". Set down on the leather couch. Fired up a "Newport". Inhaled. Exhaled. "Hah! Look at these broke ass niggahs! Tell 'em judge!" She retrieved her cellphone from inside her purse placed next to her. Hit 'Contacts'. Scrolled down until she found the name. Hit the contact name. The contact picked up, "Yeah."
'He gone! He done ran up tah thah cornah, goin tah bring back my smokes, then get some more accompaniments. About an hour. Come on! Now I'll keep 'im downstairs when he comes back to pick me up for our money. So come on ovah in about an hour and take everything upstairs worth some shit! But don't y'all dare take any of my Son's personal information and try tah use it mothah fuckahs y'all know me!'
"We do love! We ain't ill like that and shit! Love you!"
'Now, bring y'alls asses in about an hour! Y'all got like four hours and shit aftah! I'm watchin Mathis!'
"Bet! See you soon."
'Yeah, bye niggah!" She rang off. She cackled at Mathis! Then said to no one aloud inbetween hits of the menthol cig, "Man.! You ah mess! Tell'em judge!"...
(Peace! More to come...)
