Well, honey, you and Carlton will look out for each other, won't you?
Oh, come on. Absolutely, man. We got each other back.
Damn. I never realized there were two one-vives.
I just thought Uncle Phil's first wife died or something.
What? Nigga, are you serious?
Man, relax. I wasn't on Fresh Prince like that.
Yeah, that's right. You was on, um, what's that day when we ain't show called?
My wife and kids, man.
They did the same thing there, too, though. Remember, first season they had that dark-skinned daughter,
and then they replaced her because she was too loud or something?
At least the first arm, they've had a long run.
I mean, the second arm, they wasn't that bad.
She was basic.
Janet Huber was a fucking powerhouse, okay? Remember that dance episode?
So she was killing it.
Yeah, Damien got a point, man. You know what happens?
Because she was too fucking dark-skinned.
They're too loud for them.
True. And you know why?
It's because you light-skinned, Drake-looking motherfuckers are afraid of a chocolate skin chick.
That has nothing to do with it.
Word? So why didn't it replace her with somebody that at least looked similar, homie?
Maybe she was the best actress available?
Bullshit.
I doubt it.
I mean, okay, I'll give you that it was weird, but it didn't affect the show, so it shouldn't really matter.
Yo, they could've at least replaced her with somebody with the same amount of sass and attitude.
The first arm, Viv, she had some attitude. She had some sass.
The second arm, Viv was like a fucking stepher-wife. She was too fucking happy.
I mean, yo, it was like two separate characters by the time you watch the show.
They didn't even feature as much as the first one, man.
I don't know, man. Arm Viv, too, looks a lot more like Hillary.
Okay, I'll give you that.
But where does Carlton's black ass come from?
Uno.
Or Ashley's black ass?
Dos.
Yeah, and baby Licky black ass.
That's black ass, too.
Dres.
Wait, wait, wait. That can happen.
I mean, Sam, you and your mom don't look alike.
Nigger, what you trying to say? That ain't my mama?
Probably not, Nigger.
Hey, guys, we're back. Check out your hot new wife, Sam.
Hey.
Wow, baby, you look amazing.
Oh, my God, you look like a whole new person.
Thank you. Denise is gone. Just call me Gene Gray.
I was just about to say that. Not exactly, but yeah.
Okay, Gene, I'll see you.
I'm married to an ex, man, y'all.
Timeout, timeout, flag on the plate.
Pause, pause, rewind.
Y'all fucking with me, right?
It's fucking Urban Day.
It's fucking-y, fucking-y day.
I see y'all. I see y'all.
Y'all don't see the switch?
Yeah, it went from blonde to red.
Yeah, I'm complimenting my wife on her new hairstyle.
You're good on the cup. You can slide that cup over here.
Thank you, Sam.
It's a small one.
Small one.
You know what? I guess it's how it's going to be, so fuck it.
Whoever you are, you're going to make an awesome Denise.
I'm pretty sure about that.
Nice hair, by the way. He looks fucking awesome.
Sam, I got to bounce, man.
All right, bro.
I'll catch you. All right, homie.
Dames, stay up. Germs, stay black, bro.
Stay less, man.
Ex, cut that beard, man.
Erica, good to see a familiar face.
Okay.
Be easy.
Yo, what the fuck is he smoking?
Is there any left?
There's something different about you.
