Boomerang _ Parents at Dinner _ Paramount

My parents are here. You look just like your dad. Thanks. She's a chitlin. Oh, Gerard's mother. Angela, Gerard's mother brought us a whole trough of chitlins. Oh, I want a bowl. This the little girl you've been talking about? Agatha? Angela. Angela Lewis. That's what I said. Nice to meet you. Isn't she pretty? She look like one of Marcus' girls. Hey, hey, hey. What? Hey, Agatha, why don't you go in the kitchen and help Miss Jackson with these chitlins? Go on. You'll go in the kitchen. Cutie pie. All right. Talk to Mr. Jackson. Hey, buddy. It's so good to see you. Good seeing you. Every year, you do something new. Now, where'd you get the mushroom shirt? I'm trying to impress you. You know that. I know. Now, where'd you get the mushroom shirt? I got to know. Well, the secret is you got to coordinate. Uh-huh. Most people don't coordinate. So you got to coordinate. That's what she did. Interesting. See? I told you they don't stink when you pull the membrane out. Mama. See, when you saw me, you saw the mushroom shirt. Mushroom shirt. Bang. Mushroom shirt. But see, you can't stop with the mushroom shirt. You got to go on. I would stop the shirt. No. You got to keep going. Okay. Now, let me show you something. Look at that. Oh, you got a mushroom belt. Gerard, did you know your pops had a mushroom belt on? Yes. But you don't stop there. See? No, you can't. You got to keep going. What you got? Mushroom ring? Yes. That's a good idea. Look what I got. Doc! Gerard! Did you know on the inside was special mushroom? Yes! Simply delicious, Marcus. I keep telling your mom she should take some cooking lessons from you. All she do is cook pork. I bet we eating everything on the pig. From the rooter to the tooter. The whole pig, huh? You didn't marry me for my cooking. You got that right, baby. That's why we got little Junior over there. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Must you embarrass me in front of my friends on every possible occasion? Now, see? See there? That's your son. Private school got him off the ditty like that. Yeah, man. Chill. It's your father. Mr. Jackson, Angela made this meal. It wasn't me. I can't take credit for it. It was Angela. Good pick, Junior. Daddy, I told you that Angela and I are just friends. Mm-hmm. Just friends, huh? Yes. Just friends. Leave it alone, hon. Daddy told you that five hundred times. Just let it go. Fine. We change the subject. Now, Marcus. I hear a girl at the office got you. Why don't you reverse it? Don't be... Insist on staying around while they got a long face, right? Man, my parents been in that bathroom damn near an hour, man. So what? Well, they been in there hittin' it. Your parents are smoking a joint in my bathroom? No, they been in there... Plus for dessert.