-Dude, I am sorry we’re late, man.
-Man, it happens, man.
-And she talk about how we’re supposed to be in the car at 6:45, I’m like, “All right.
-Uh-Oh.
-Tell me my dumb ass ain’t sitting in the car, waiting until 7:15.
-Nuh-uh.
-Okay, when I track down my wife 20 minutes later, she’s stepping out the damn shower talking about, Can I help you?
-See, that’s crazy right there.
-Craig, I looked this woman in the eye, I said… Bitch, you told me 6:45.
-You said that?
-Psh, yeah I said… Bitch. Then I laid it out.
-But you said, bitch, though?
-Don’t play games, man. Just tell me what you’re going to tell me.
-Exactly, it’s like, say what you mean, mean what you say.
-Is that so hard?
-It’s like last week, man. We going out to dinner, right? I’m like, where do you want to go? She’s like, You decide.
-Uh-oh.
-I’m like, All right, Outback Steakhouse. She like, Nah.
-Mm-hmm.
-I’m like, Straight up, Chili’s. She’s like, Ehh.
-No, no.
-Darrell, I named seven more restaurants.
-No, Craig, no.
-I finally said,”Taylor’s, the place I know she wants to go in the first place.
-Right, right.
-She look at me, she said, If that’s where you want to go.
-No, she didn’t, Craig.
-If that’s where I want to go.
-Darrell, I looked my woman in the eye sockets.
-Mm-hmm.
-I told her straight out.
-So she’s like, why don’t you rent a movie we both like?
-No, she didn’t.
-After I spent 25 minutes in the goddamn Blockbuster. Craig, I looked this woman
in her optic stems, and I said, I said…
I said biiiitch.
You called your wife a bitch?
