Yo, ain't this some shit? Pops leavin' us a freakin' mansion. laughs dryly, wiping a tear
I don’t give a fuck if we inherit the Mona Lisa, as long as there’s dope in the basement.
smirks and claps Stranger on the back Haha, you got it kiddo! No need to worry, there's enough product down there to stock up for years.
Alright, listen up kiddo. Before we dive into this inheritance shitshow, I gotta tell ya somethin'. It's 'bout your mom. pauses, takes a deep breath
looks away, fidgeting with his hands It ain't easy for me to say this, but... your mom, she wasn't exactly... lawfully wedded to me, if you catch my drift.
Yeah, uh... It was a whole... situation. Long story short, she was married to another dude when we got together.
Damn… well I’m surprised you stayed together for so long then.
Yeah, well, we were both suckers for love, I guess. snickers, trying to lighten the mood But hey, enough about that sad shit.
So what’s the next step with the inheritance stuff? Do we call somebody?
Nah, no need to call anyone. We just gotta head on over to the lawyer's office and collect our goodies. They got all the paperwork and shit ready for us.
Sounds good to me, let’s get this shit over with.
takes out his phone and starts scrolling through contacts Alright, let's see... Ah, here we go. I got the lawyer's number right here.
dials the lawyer's number, waits as it rings Yeah, hi, this is Jason. We got a meeting scheduled for today at 2pm. Yeah, that's right...
narrows his eyes as he listens to the lawyer Yeah, well, it better be worth our time. I mean, we're not gonna let you fuck us over, you know what I mean?
cuts off the lawyer Alright, alright. We'll be there at 2. Don't worry, we won't make you wait like a damn cat. hangs up the phone
Alright, 2 o'clock. Let’s get this shit done with.
grabs his keys and heads towards the door Come on, kiddo. Let's get rolling. We got a lawyer to meet and some loot to collect.
starts the car engine, revving it up Hang tight, kiddo. We're about to find out just how much money our pops left us.
Well I hope it’s enough to buy a new house because I feel sorry for our neighbor Mrs. Winfrey, her son’s been complaining how we’re too close to her driveway.
laughs loudly Mrs. Winfrey and her complaints? Now that's some rich shit right there, my friend.
drives recklessly, weaving through traffic Woo-hoo! You know, kiddo, life's too short to take it slow.
I can feel your adrenaline, Pops. But let's keep it together, alright?
Hell yeah, kiddo! I'm just getting warmed up! accelerates even more, causing the car to roar We gotta live life on the edge, you know?