Ice Cube
The Shot
[*Phones ringing, babies crying*]

[Mr. White]
Hi, how ya doing?

[Nurse]
Doctor's office, could you hold, please?
Yes sir, can I help you?

[Mr. White]
Yes, I have a four o'clock appointment, I'm here to get my shot

[Nurse]
Okay, come right with me

[Mr. White]
This isn't gonna take too long, is it?

[Nurse]
Here we are, here have a seat right here

[Mr. White]
Oh great, thanks, thanks

[Nurse]
The doctor will be right with you, and can I get you anything?
[Mr. White]
Uh, maybe a glass of water would be great

[Nurse]
Okay, great

[*Door shuts*]

[Mr. White]
Damn, what is taking so long?

[*Door creaks open, funky music in the background*]

[Ice Cube]
Yo, wassup?

[Mr. White]
Hi, how ya doing?

[Ice Cube]
Alright, let's see what we got here
Uh, Mr. White, huh?

[Mr. White]
Yes, sir, that's me
[Ice Cube]
Heh, I heard you don't like shots, do ya?

[Mr. White]
No, I sure don't

[Ice Cube]
Aww, you're a big boy, uhh, this won't hurt a bit. Just, uh, turn your head...

[Mr. White]
Let's get this over with

[Ice Cube]
Yeah, uh, rub a little alcohol on here, right here for you, and uh... brace yourself!

[*Gunshot*]