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Do you remember
the last time you lied?

Look at your lying ass.

You about to lie
right now, ain't ya?

See, we think lying is
gonna spare people feelings,

but it's only gonna
make shit worse.

The quicker you
get to the truth,

the quicker that foot
can get out of your ass.

Thank y'all.
I've been Ms. Pat.

Good night.

Yes, you killed it tonight,
Pat-Pat.

I mean, I could have done
without the extra ten minutes

on your freeloading sister,
but, you know...

Oh, my God, that's him.

Here he comes.
Think skinny thoughts.

Here who come?

Sadiq Shay,
the big-time film director.

He did that movie about those
mutant civil rights leaders.

Is that the dude that
made "Malcolm X-Men"?

Yes, and so I comped
him a ticket

to come see you shine tonight,
because you've been saying

you want to do more
with your career.

So you're welcome.

I'm supposed to thank you
for costing me a ticket sale?

Where the hell you meet
a big-time director

at anyway, Denise?

I saw him on the news,
and he said he was looking

for talent and extras
in the area.

So I slid in his DMs,
and I said,

"I manage a big talent
who's definitely extra."

Greetings, Nubian queens.

Any nigga say "queen"
is full of bullshit.

Oh, well, I'm sorry.
I don't shake hands.

Queen don't always mean clean.

I'm Sadiq.

Hi, I'm Denise.

Hilarious.

- You are everything that your--
- Manager.

You are everything
that your little manager

said you would be--

funny, smart, relatable.

And I mean, God damn,
look at you.

The fuck you looking at?

She don't turn it off,
does she?

Turn it off, big sexy!

Turn it off!

Oh, wow.

I mean, can't you see
this face on primetime TV?

Primetime lineup.

Uh, I've been
in a police lineup.

Turn it off!

Turn it off!

I'm so serious, Ms. Pat.

We should do
something together.

Hell yeah, y'all should.

I'm no damn actress.

That's her acting
like she can't act.

I mean, I don't know if she
told you about my next project,

but it's nothing
like my other work.

Good, 'cause didn't you put
Rosa Parks in a damn cape?

That was some stupid shit
right there.

- Oh, she joking?
- Yes!

Oh, she joking.

Turn it off!

Oh, my God.

No, for my next film,
I'm on my Spike Lee,

Kathleen Collins, you know,

Oscar Micheaux type shit.

You know, this shit finna
be my magnum opus right here.

What the fuck that
nigga just say?

I don't know,
but act like you do.

Turn it off!

Turn it off!

Oh.

* Come on, it's time to go *

* It's the "Ms. Pat Show" *

Come on, Pat.

Pat, you got to take the part.

This is a
once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Damn it, this is your fourth

once-in-a-lifetime opportunity
this week.

Oh, so now I'm crazy
for trying to get us paid?

This is a movie
we talking about, Pat.

You getting movie offers now?

Oh, my God.

You about to be a extra
on "Peppa Pig," ain't you?

Oh, man.

I can see it now--
me walking the red carpet,

me posing with fans,

me with a crippling addiction
to both fame and cocaine.

Y'all say what's up to my mama,
the future movie star.

Junebug got one ball!

And cut.

I'm gonna start
calling you Uno.

No, no, no, Draw Two.

Oh, wait, never mind.
You can't.

Ignoring you both.

So what's up, Ma?
They got a part for your boy?

You know I've been working out,
so nudity is not an issue.

Well, if you take him,
you gotta take me.

I mean, my muscles are
popping bigger than

tig ol' bitties
up in Mardi Gras.

See that?

Okay, Niecy, since you the
only one who got some sense,

can you please
convince your mama

to do this movie
so we can blow up

and move out
of West Bumbafuck?

They want you in a movie?

Have they heard you
read out loud?

Would you like for me
to backhand you again?

Plus, actors ain't nothing
but a bunch of damn liars.

I can't do that.

Well, that's easy, Pat,

'cause you're still
a Christian, right?

- Yeah.
- See? Acting.

Yeah, Mama, and when has not
knowing how to do something

ever stopped you before?

Yeah, I mean, look at
all these kids you raised.

And clearly, you didn't
know nothing about that.

Denise, if you done
gave that man my address,

you better find
your new address.

both: Surprise!

Oh, Grandpapa.

Oh, hell nah.

No, no, no, no, no.

That nigga too big
to be this sensitive.

Are you listening to me?

Did you invite them?

Yes, for Janelle
graduation next week,

but I didn't know they old ass
was gonna show up early.

Man, I ain't got nothing
to say to that woman.

"That woman," Terry?

Really? That's your mama.

You act like she's some loose
booty bitch off the streets.

Well, her booty is loose, but--

Exactly.

She cheated.

And she hid her lie
with an even bigger lie

about who my father was.

I mean, she did apologize.

How long you gonna hold
this bullshit over her head?

Oh, please.
Girl, you stayed mad at me

for months
about that lady in HR.

Oh, fuck you and that ho.

I want her out
of this house, Pat.

Baby, you got to
let that hurt go, okay?

Are you really gonna
make Janelle graduation

shitty and all intense?

No, baby, you're right.

Well, fix it.

I'm starting to feel
sorry for her ass,

and I don't even like her.

What's on your mind?

I ain't never hear you
care at all about my mama.

I got an audition
to be in a movie.

Hey, superstar.

That's amazing news, girl,
and you sitting here pouting?

Shoot, come on now.

I'm just scared, baby.

Huh. All right.

The fuck are you doing?

I'm--I'm just seeing
if you are who you really are,

'cause my wife ain't scared
of nothing or nobody, hmm?

I'll tell you what.

If you promise
to do the audition,

I'll promise
to talk to my mama.

Fine.

But you gonna have to
at least hug the old bitch.

As long as you hug her first.

She can die.

Hey. Okay.

So Sadiq already loves
your look and your attitude.

He just sent over
a little practice scene,

and all we got to do
is show him you got the chops.

All right, ladies,
let's do this.

We're losing daylight.

We inside.

Ma, are you ready
for hair and makeup?

I already did
my hair and makeup.

Let's save the jokes
till I yell "action."

And is this the set
we're going with?

It's very indie.

Calm down,
Quentin Tara-negro.

This is not a game,
Auntie, okay?

I am a professional filmmaker.

On TikTok.

And you do hair
in the kitchen.

All right, let's try one.

We're rolling.

And action.

Don't you move another inch!

She explode.

I'll move however
the fuck I want to,

you bitch.

Who are you calling
a bitch, bitch?

Now put your hands on
the wall and spread 'em!

She explode again.

Uh, Ma.

You don't have to say it.

You just act it.

- Oh, okay.
- All right.

A-and what if I don't?

Uh, and what if I don't?

That's what I thought, ho.

This is really bad.

I'm trying to work with it,
but it just ain't--

it ain't even really
going anywhere.

All right. Cut.

Ladies, what are we doing?

Too damn much.

No, Pat.

I'm getting in character,
and maybe you should try it.

I mean, you're just so stiff.

You got to, you know,
loosen up.

Let me crack your back.

Ahh!

Now--

now you're good
and relaxed, right?

You ready?
It ain't nothing but two lines.

Yeah, Ma, think back
to those Rabbit days.

Channel that energy.

Oh, you know what, son?

That's some good-ass direction.

- Okay.
- It's what I do, babe.

All right.

Let's try this again.

We're rolling.

And action.

Don't you move another inch!

I'll move if I want to,
you bitch!

Who you calling
a bitch, bitch?

Now put your hands on
the wall and spread 'em.

And if I don't,
what you gonna do?

Looking like "The Grinch
Stole Christmas," nigga!

You funky feet-ass hoe!

We improving?

I didn't know we was improving.

Cut.

Now that was good, Ma.

Made me pee myself
a little bit.

Ahh!

For real?

Yeah, a couple drops.

Oh, that was good, real good.

Yeah, almost too good, Pat.

You know my damn feet
ain't funky.

Send that to me
when you're done, Bug.

So what now?

Well, it's
the hurry-up-and-wait game.

I mean, you know how these
Hollyweird types are.

It could be days.
It could be weeks.

Holy shit, Pat-Pat.

So do you want to
pay me my commission

in fiddies or hunnids?

What are you talking about?

You got the part!

I got the part!

You the shit!

I'm the shit!
You ain't shit!

Just so ungrateful, Ma.
I--

Oh.

Oh, thank y'all.

No problem.

Hey, you know what, y'all?

I'm starting to think
directing might be my calling.

Plus, I got 762 followers
who agree.

Huh, okay.

761.

760 'cause I don't
fuck with you, either.

Y'all unfollowing me.

You need to be following AARP.

Well, Grandma and Grandpa are
all checked into their hotel.

Happy, Dad?

Major booked that hotel
weeks ago.

I ain't never tell them
they couldn't stay here.

No, but every five minutes,
you clapped your hands

and said, "Well, I guess
it's about that time."

Yeah, Pop, I would never
kick you out of my house.

I don't live
in your basement.

Dad, you can't ignore
your mother forever.

Believe me, I've tried.

Bet you I can do it
better than you.

Uh, okay.
That's fine.

Just keep running away
from your problems.

Hey, look, I'm not
ignoring my problems, okay?

I'm just taking
a slight speed walk.

Okay, but, Pop,
take it from somebody

that's dealing with their
own daddy drama right now.

What is it, son?

I was thinking of
something positive to say.

I'ma get back with you.
I'm still thinking.

Dad, can y'all just settle
this like adults, please?

Baby girl,
it ain't that simple.

You don't know how it feels
for your parents to lie to you.

both: We don't?

Well, this is
my favorite lie.

I ain't got no
McDonald's money,

yet we pulling right into
Popeye's.

What about this one?

Your vagina gonna fall off
if you use it.

Mm-hmm.

Mama be telling me
the exact same thing.

What?

Those are little lies.

What your grandmother told
was a brutal, bold-faced lie.

Dad, but aren't
you a Christian?

And doesn't the Bible
say forgive each other

as the Lord has forgiven you?

My mama ain't in the Bible.

Okay, you know what?

I am ordering food, and I'm
inviting them over for dinner.

Wait a minute.
With what money, girl?

Yours, duh.
Here's the credit card, sis.

- Thanks, Daddy.
- What in the hell?

Oh, Pops.

Huh?

If you want to be somebody,

if you want to go somewhere,

- you better wake up--
- Boy.

But that was the positive
thing I was gonna tell you.

There is always
some crazy drama going on.

Yeah, I hear that.

Hello?

Yeah, this is him.

What?

Wait, you serious?

No, no, no, no, no,
that's amazing.

I was just taken off guard,
that's all.

No, thank you.

Appreciate it.

What? What's the good news?

Oh, you know, my dad--

I mean Lloyd, you know,
he was sick,

but I think he's gonna
be all right now.

Hmm.

What it smell like, Bug?

What?

Her ass,
since you all up in it.

It wasn't that.

She just looked real familiar.

I recognize her from something.

Of course you do.

It's a movie set.

You gonna be seeing
plenty of actresses.

Oh, Ms. Pat.

You ready to be a star?

I can't lie, I thought
I was gonna hate this,

but I'm so glad I'm here.

I'm excited!

Good. Let's get your contract
signed and get you to the back.

I can show your room so you
can get dressed, all right?

Ooh, I got a room.

Not on this budget.
You got curtains.

I got curtains.

I got curtains.

Junebug, get me some coffee,
and don't you touch shit

or talk to no-fucking-body.

I'll be back.

Ooh.

What's up, kid?

Oh, nothing.

Just here learning all I can.

I want to be a film director
when I grow up.

Hey, as a matter of fact,
you think I could ask you--

Oh, hell no.

I don't do shit with no kids.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no,
I'm just here observing.

And that's supposed
to be better?

I think you got it confused.

See, my mama brought
me here to watch.

Oh, damn, that's fucked up.

Wait, wait, wait.

Take your hat off for me.

Oh, man. I knew it.

You're Eddie Rhett.

I've seen all your stuff--

the one where you put
your foot on that lady's head,

"The Nutting Professor."

That's some of
my best work right there.

I call that move
Standing on Business.

All right.

Yo, I'm surprised they
even let you on set, man.

You 18?

Not quite,
but my mom is acting today.

Oh, really?
Who's your mom?

- Ms. Pat.
- That's your mom?

Oh, shit.

I'm about to do a scene
with her later.

Sorry, kid.

Hey, Bug.

I can't remember
when the last time

I seen your mom this happy.

It's like she's living a dream.

Um, Auntie, uh, I--

I think we better
get out of here.

What you talking
about, Junebug?

This--this ain't
a movie-movie like--

like--like "Black Panther."

This--this is an
adult movie like--

like "Riding Black Panther."

No, Junebug.

Sadiq makes legitimate movies.

Yeah, with people
legitimately

having sex in them.

Junebug, listen to me.

You is not about
to fuck up my--

I mean yo mama's money.

Okay? All right?

Now Sadiq, he's a--
he's a artist,

and this ain't
no daggone porno.

Hey, yo.

Anybody out here
seen my penis pump?

Damn, son, you didn't
have to do all this.

I should have packed up
my backup stomach.

You ain't slick, Terry.

If we eat all this food,

our mouths are too full
to talk, right?

Mama, you always twisting
things around, aren't you?

Even a nice gesture like
dinner becomes some sort of--

- Excuse me?
- Dang, Terry.

Come on, man.

Don't put shit where
there ain't no stink.

She's just trying to lighten
a delicate situation.

You're right.

I'm sorry about that, Mama.

It's okay, baby.

Um, Brandon, you guys,

we're gonna give them the room.

No, no, no.

No, sit.

I want us to have
a nice meal together.

Well, that's a nice thought,
baby, but I think you and I

need to have a chat in private.

All due respect, Mama,
anything you can say to me,

you can say to my kids.

And all due respect
back at ya,

I think it's inappropriate
to involve everyone else

in our personal squabble.

God damn it, my legs
can't take this shit.

Yeah, my thighs burning
like I got a whooping.

Come on, y'all.

Y'all know Brandon
blew his knees out

when he was stripping.

Look, we gonna give
you two the room,

and you gonna have to tell me
what you was doing

when you was ho-ing.

Hey, um, should I knock
if I want seconds

or should I double up
right now?

Come on, ho.

What are we gonna do?

What you mean,
what we gonna do?

I'm gonna tell my mama.

Wait!

We can't do that.

And why not?

Because, Bug,
this woman has fought

so many fears and insecurities
to get here.

I can't let her think
it was all for nothing.

Okay, well,
you got to tell her, Auntie.

I will, but, first,
I need to get you off this set

'cause I'm sure
your being here is

breaking some kind of law,

and we can't risk
TMZ finding out.

TMZ?

She got to make it
to "Hollywood Unlocked" first.

And look, I will be fine, okay?

I was just working
in a whorehouse

last week selling cupcakes.

I'm good.

And plus, I even got to ask
one of the actresses

some questions
back in her dressing room,

and she showed me--

She showed you what?

You know what? You right.

You--this--this has
been traumatizing for me,

and I don't--I don't know how

- I'ma sleep tonight.
- Mm-hmm.

Covered in tissues, probably.

Hey, Sadiq.

Hey, there she is.

Our superstar ready to go?

- Well, about that.
- Everything all right?

I hope so.
Eddie just did his pump.

Yeah, well, see,
here's the thing.

As much as I would like to stay
and see that thang swang,

I don't think Pat is right
for this type of film.

What you mean,
"this type of film"?

- Well, ain't this is a porno?
- What?

Ew! No!

Oh, niggas are so ignorant.

No. No. No.

This is a subversive look
at society,

sex, and the human pathos.

We are looking at the reality
of what it means to be a MILF.

And when you rearrange
the word "MILF,"

it spells "film."

And that is what
we are making here.

We are making a film.

Art.

Okay. She's married, Sadiq.

And I ate a sandwich
this morning.

How the fuck is that relevant?

Get her ass out here,
or I will make sure she never

works in this town again, okay?

Well, nigga,
this is Gary, Indiana.

So I think she gonna be fine.

Yeah.

You're so right.
I don't know why I'm tripping.

Let me just call my lawyer
real quick so I can sue

your ass
for breach of contract.

Hello, lawyer.

We can't afford a lawsuit.

Hi, honey.

Your mom doesn't
have to do the movie.

- Thank God.
- Mm-hmm.

But now if she
doesn't do the movie,

he gonna sue us
into the poorhouse.

Dang, from the whorehouse
to the poorhouse.

I am closer to the end
of my life, Terry,

than the beginning.

And I will not spend another
minute with the time I have

left with you being mad at me.

So once again,
it's all about you.

I'm just trying to apologize.

"Sorry" don't make your
lies go away, Mama.

I lied because
I was ashamed, baby.

I was trying to protect you.

You weren't lying
to protect me, Mama.

You were lying
to protect yourself.

Why can't both
of those things be true?

'Cause they aren't.

Parents just do
what they know, Terry.

I am your mama,
but I am also a human.

And I had aches and pains
long before

you stepped foot on this Earth.

I'm allowed to make mistakes.

Yes, Mama, you are
allowed to make mistakes,

but you're not allowed to make
me pay for them, all right?

Now does that make you
as bad as Dad was?

No, it does not.

But it sure as hell
don't make you no saint.

I needed you
to step between us, Mama.

I cried myself to sleep
at night wondering

why you wouldn't do that
for me.

You don't know what I was
doing when you weren't looking.

Major was hurt back then.

We were all hurt,
including your sisters.

And all of that hurt
was misplaced.

You know,
you never understood

what I went through
until after I left.

When I wasn't the thing

that he attacked,

he started attacking you,
right?

Yes, and that's why--
that's why I left

his ass after all those years.

Until now.

But he's better.
I'm better.

And I hate that
my lies is stopping you

from getting
to your own better.

If I could take back
all the hurt, baby, I would.

I love you, Terry.

I love you more
than life itself.

And I love you, Mama.

But love ain't never
made hurt go away.

I know that.

I know--

Nigga!

I'm sorry, but I'm hungry.

Shit, I'm hungry too.

Jules, have you told him yet?

We hungry.

Told me what?

What now? You ain't his mama?

Brandon!

You are his mama,
though, right?

You want to see
my stretch marks?

Ooh, talk dirty to me, baby.

What do you have
to tell me now, Mama?

I have actually made some
headway in finding your father.

Hold--hold on.
What are you saying?

After all of this, are you--

you saying you
finally found him?

Here you go, baby.

That's it, huh?

Yeah, that's that
bitch-ass nigga.

Thought I'd never
get the chance.

Now that I got it, I don't
even know if I want the chance.

Well, baby,
whatever you decide,

you have our full support.

And that means everything
from here on out.

I love you, Mama.

I love you.

Brandon, are you crying?

This just gives me hope
about my own trauma.

- Oh, come here, Brandon.
- Oh, Daddy.

It's all right.

I'm just glad
you not a ho anymore.

Yeah.

Sadiq?

Hey, I talked it over
with my client,

yeah, and unfortunately,
it's gonna be a hell no,

but we want to give
you all your money back

- with no questions.
- I don't want no money.

I'm already richer than you,
Brokerella.

Excuse me, nigga?

I got money.

Okay, well,
clearly it all went

to your
ketchup-and-mustard couture.

Listen, I'm not interested
in a refund, all right?

I'm interested in a star,
and that star is Pat, okay?

Now is big sexy
gonna do the scene,

or is her house gonna
get ready for a lien?

Which one?
Which one? Which one?

Sadiq?

Yes, yes, yes?

Look. Okay, listen.

I got a few more good years
left in the girls,

all right?

So what if I flash
a little titty to the camera.

Will we be good then?

'Cause, you know--

What you looking for?

Somebody who actually
want to see your titties.

Ms. Pat, what's going on?

Your manager over here says
you don't want to do my film?

Pat, just listen to me.

Why would you tell him that?

I love this shit.

These niggas all treat me
like a star.

And "these niggas"
she speaks of is me.

I'm these niggas.
So what's the problem?

Nothing.
Let's shoot this shit.

Let's shoot this shit.

Let's make magic!

Pat, trust me.
You do not want to do this.

You spent all
that time trying

to convince me to do this.
Now that I'm doing it,

you don't think I can do it,
do you?

You don't think I can act.

That's not it, Pat.

All right, let's go,
let's go, let's go.

Pat, I just--I really--

Please get out of my frame,
Manager Brokerella.

Thank you.

She's going. She's going.
She's gone.

All right.

Count your money.

And action.

Ooh.

Oh, shit.

Don't you move another inch.

I'll move if I want to,
you bitch.

Oh, who are you
calling a bitch, bitch?

Put your hands on
the wall and spread 'em.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Don't spread.

- It's a wrap.
- Watch out.

My mama ain't
spreading nothing.

Cut!

What the fuck
are y'all doing?

That man trying to put
his foot on your head, Mama.

What?

Pat, I'm so sorry
that I got you into this.

What the hell is happening?
What the hell is happening?

If y'all don't go sit
the fuck down and let me act!

I'm sorry, Sadiq.

Get the fuck out of here.

both: We ain't going nowhere.

Get the fuck out of there!

- We ready.
- You ready?

Stupid-ass family.

Stupid-ass family.

All right, here we go.

All right, everybody set?

We're rolling.

Count your money!

Action!

Ooh.

Oh, shit!

Don't you move another inch.

I'll move if I want to,
you bitch.

Who are you calling
a bitch, bitch?

Put your hands on
the wall and spread 'em.

And if I don't?

Well, I got money
that says that you do.

And I like my women...old.

Nigga, put your
goddamn dick up.

What the fuck is going on?

What the fuck is
going on, Sadiq?

He's just doing
the scene, Pat.

He's just doing the scene.

I didn't read nothing
about no damn bald dick.

Pat, that's what
we was trying to tell you.

Yeah, Ma.

- This man, Sadiq, is a fuh-reak.
- What?

Did anybody read
the damn script?

I read my part.

It never said nothing about
no light-skinned bald dick.

You ain't read page 56?

You trying to trick us
into doing a porno.

This is not a porno!

Like, oh, my gosh.

Then why are these people
out here fucking like acrobats?

I know damn well y'all not
over there fucking right now.

- Yeah.
- Turn it off!

- Sorry, Sadiq.
- Turn it off!

Just rehearsing
the next scene.

You want me to take
the ball dust off?

What the fuck is ball dust?

- It's candy.
- It makes them taste better.

Candy on balls, Sadiq?

Young people always
making up shit.

When you get married, sex is
only in between commercials.

First of all, old people never
put damn sugar on the ball.

It'll give them
a diabetic dick stroke.

I'm serious, Sadiq.

You had me in this motherfucker
knowing that these people were

gonna be fucking
like a goddamn frog.

Do I look like
a frog fucker to you?

They doing a reverse cowgirl.

Well, she's just
doing that, Pat--

Every real bitch know
you ain't got to reverse

the cow to get to the beef.

Good sex is like
being a politician.

You got to know
how to get what you want

without doing a motherfucking
thing to get it.

And cut.

Wait, what?

I think you just
fucked up my film

in the best way possible.

All I wanted was
a genuine perspective

on what it meant to be a MILF.

Please don't call
my mama a MILF.

I done been through
enough today.

So you not suing us, Sadiq?

Are you kidding me? No.

No, I mean, it's not
what I was looking for,

but this perspective alone
is some funny shit.

I think a star is born.

Really, that's it?

Nah.

I got a feeling that's just the
beginning for you, big sexy.

All right, everybody, that's
a picture wrap on Ms. Pat.

Let's give it up.

Oh, hell no.

You're not about
to fuck me to the hospital.

Turn it off!
Turn it off!

Superstar.

How was the big movie debut?

Was it as hard as you
thought it was gonna be?

Ooh, baby, it was real hard.

I mean real, real hard.

Hard.

But Sadiq say I'm a star.

Ah, that's my baby.

I knew you could do it.

Yeah, more importantly,
did you speak to your mother?

I did.

And thank you, baby.

You were right
about hearing her out.

We got a lot
of healing done today.

Oh, I'm glad to hear that.

You got your big boy pants on.

I sure did.

Mm.

Yeah.

And now,
I think it might be time

to take them off again.

Ooh, well, this is a good
night for you to ask, baby.

I got some accessories for you.

Oh, yeah?

Fun Balls Dust? Ooh.

- Let me shut the door.
- Grape.

Yeah. Mm-hmm.

Cherry, blueberry.

And guess what?
It's diabetic-free.

It won't kill us.

- Terry?
- Huh?

Go wash your balls.

I already showered, baby.

Well, shit,
I need to wash my pussy.

Hey, Brandon, you want to
try this new candy that Ma got?

Yeah.

- Damn, that's delicious.
- Yeah, ain't it?

That's good, man.

You know what?

Could you do a product
review for my TikTok?

Oh, hell yeah.
Yeah, let's do it.

All right.

Turn it around.

All right.

What's going on, Junebuggers?

Today I have a special guest.

- Say what's up, Brandon.
- What's up?

All right,
now tell us exactly

what you think about the candy.

All right.

- Well, it's sweet.
- Mm.

A little salty.

But it's good.

And let me try
this right here.

Mm, that second sack
taste good too.

Well, there you have it, folks.

Big bro has officially
given a thumbs up

to sex candy for musty balls.

What?

What the--boy!

Mama!

- * She's a grown-ass woman *

* And she don't
take no stuff *

* She's a grown-ass woman *

* And you can't get enough *

* She's a grown-ass woman *

* With a husband and kids *

* She's a grown-ass woman *

* And it's
"The Ms. Pat Show" *