12 oz. Mouse2005

[Kiki rides a jet ski to find Golden Joe's friend]

Kiki:
Yeah, yo, yeah, yah! Taste that! Smell the fuel. b*tches! Smokin' it up! Ready it up. Smokin' it up! Smokin' it up!

[Professor Wilx appears in another universe]

Kiki:
Hey, long ass, get out of my way before I burn a rubber road right through your gizzard!

Professor Wilx:
Where...am I?

Kiki:
I'll tell you where you are. You in the wrong longitude, b*tch-kicker. What production you use in you hair? "Cause you got some crazy hair.

Professor Wilx:
[sees the jet ski she riding] That. I want that.

Kiki:
Okay, I hear you. I'll give it to ya like a cow layin' down ready to accept it. Here it comes!

[Kiki drives and splats through Professor Wilx]

[Industry Man arrives with New Guy]

Industry Man:
[to Wilx] Hey! Whoa! Looks like you could use a makeover! Get it? 'Cause you're over? [laughter] Or a wet vac.

Industry Man:
Oh, who am I kidding? I know. Let's get this mother in some buckets and see what's left, huh? Am I right? [chuckles] Work with me, people. I mean, right?

Industry Man:
Because...tick tock. Tick tock. [chuckles]