Lisa next turned to Miles for help with her paper, but I heard that didn't go so well either.
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| Well, gee, Lisa. I mean, I was brought up in Princeton... I don't really have much of a conception of what inner-city life is actually about. | |
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| Well, yeah. I thought you might be able to help me out with some of the research on the parts about ghetto life. | |
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| Wait, wait... you think just because I'm black I live a ghetto lifestyle? | |
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| Well... maybe not all the time, but... well, you know, it's part of your culture and all, and... heh, uh... you must occasionally... you know... do SOME of it. So can you help me out? | |
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| Sorry... I just remembered I have to go shoot heroin and pick up some fried chicken. If you need me later, I'll be out pimpin' my bitch Toni Morrison around the physics building. | |
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