By Daniel Edmondson
an Angel was like, “Mary, you pregnant girrl.”
and Mary was like, “damn, how am I going to tell Joe?”
and Angel was like, “well it’s his… isn’t it?”
and Mary was like, “I kind of slept with a older man.”
and Angel was like, “you slept with who?”
And Mary was like, “yeah, an old dude with a beard.”
and Angel was like, “Oh Mary, you nassty.”
Joe was like “damn bitch, you pregnant!?”… but there was mad love. So joe decided to be dat baby daddy.
-9 months later-
Joe hadn’t gotten the hook-up, and they were low on the Benjamin’s. The motel 6 was full-up, so Joe and Mary caught a cross-town bus to the Holiday Inn, but were aksed to leave after trying to pay with food stamps.
So they hoofed it to the shelter…
Mary popped out a baby boy. Joe tweeted his bro’s on his stolen iPhone.
And the three not-so-wise men brought Goldshlagger. Frankenberry. and Myrrhijuana.
it was a hella-awesome party.