Black Man Ordering Dinner

How y’all doin’ t’night,
I wou’ like this t’go, please.

Y’all got hot wings?
Hot wings?
A’ight, I wou’ like a poun’a half’a
hot wings.
Hol’ on.

YO! Montgom’ry!
Wha’ y’all want f’sauce?
We got
ranch, we got
bleu cheese, we got
dij—
Ranch?
Ranch.

Y’all got cheesebread?
Okay, cheesebread.
Y’all got two-liters?
Hol’ on, hol’ on—YO!
Wha’ y’all wanna drink?
We got
Coke, we got
Di’ Coke, we got
Cherry Coke, we got
Dr. Pep—
no, Mr. Pibb…
Cherry Coke.

How much, man?
Eighteen fo’ty-one, eighteen fo’ty-one…
There y’go.
A’ight, thanks, man.
Hot wings…