Why, it's an African American man, Kevin.
Yes?
What do you want?
Yo, man, sorry to bother ya,
But there's been an accident
down the street, man!
Can I use your telephone?
Oh, I'm -- I'm terribly sorry,
but I don't let strangers in.
Yo I understand, man,
but this is real bad.
My lady's legs is all busted up
She's all crawling around
On the road lookin' like
a crippled crab, man.
I just need ta call
an ambulance, dawg.
There's a gas station about
half a mile down the road.
They have a phone there.
Okay, I see.
I guess I understand.
You just don't want to let
a black man in your house.
No, please, it isn't that at all.
No, I gets it, man.
Thought thangs had
changed through.
Thought when we got a black president,
things would be different.
We gots a black president,
But whitey still don't trust me
to use his mother fucking phone.
No, wait!
I'm sorry.
You're right,
we do have a black president.
Please, come in.
Nice work, Conner.
Yeah, the all how's
anything change speech,
Works on white
people all the time.
Eric Cartman?
Suprise to see me, asshole?
Close the door. Holy crap!
Cheery ho!
My name is pip!
I would like to see
If you wouldn't mind not
smashing our little town to bits!