Uncle Red's Interlude

[Skit: Kid, Uncle Red]

Uncle Red, will you tell me a bedtime story, please?

Yeah, here we go

It was a rainy night in Georgia

When the shipment was coming in

And after I shot him dead

I said, "Nice doing business with you, friend."

Now you aren't misunderstanding me, are you?

*Kid crying*

I sure hope

No!

Well, let me make things clear for you

Your uncle sold dope

Yay!

I mean, I sold dope to everybody

Preachers, teachers

Motivational speakers

In my day, we called it reefer

We had a fleet of submarines

We had a fleet of fifty boats

Where you think Iggy Pop got his coke?

*Snoring noises*

Your uncle sold- aw, damn

I ain't even get to finish!

It works every time

Hmm-hmm-hmm

Goodnight, hero