grumble and shout.
Tanya giggled and entered the theater, ready to listen to some rehashed Eddie Griffin jokes.
"And you know what I just love? I just love how white people talk about hockey and shit. Shiettt... they should hire some brothas in the NHL, y'all know we got them third hockey sticks!"
The audience howled. Tanya shifted in her seat. Funny, slightly crude joke. She should have laughed like a normal human audience member. But seated there alone, she couldn't.
Her mind was all on Percy. Who was probably cleaning out his office right now and counting down his days to leave Harlem. To leave her.
Eddie Griffin walked back and forth with his tiny body, making people pee in their pants. Then he suddenly stopped and looked at his watch,
"You know I love white people," the audience laughed knowingly, since his repertoire claimed otherwise. He continued, "But if one more white boy comes up to me and talks about can I interrupt your stand up to propose to my girlfriend? Happened in San Fran. So obviously girlfriend was a dude."
Tanya face palmed.
"Now y'all won't believe I got another white boy in my schedule. He emailed me a month ago, knew I was coming to town and wanted to use this opportunity to say something to his girl. Okay we in Harlem. If his girl's a sexy sista. Imma cut him off and tell him to go back to the Midwest. No more coming to Harlem, takin' our resources."
The audience and Tanya laughed. Eddie Griffin was crazy.
"Okay so y'all give some minutes to Percy Theo... Theo-something. Geez. Dude, where you from with that crazy ass name, Iran?"
Percy grimaced as he walked onto the stage, from backstage where had been waiting.
The audience clapped and laughed, some women wolf whistled seductively at him. What a hunk! Who was the lucky girl?!!
Eddie Griffin stood on his toes and patted Percy on the back. Only way he could reach him. Percy smiled gratefully at the famous comedian who gave him the mike and stepped aside.
He looked out to the audience, looking for... her. The audience was too large.
When he brought the mike to his mouth, Eddie Griffin interrupted, "Yo, dude. Wait a minute. Let your girl stand up... what's her name?"
Percy spoke into the mike, "Tanya Whitford..."
Some girls jokingly stood up, wanting to claim the hunk. The audience chuckled, and when the crazy girls sat down again, one remained standing.
A very shocked Tanya Whitford. Everyone turned to look at her. She was staring straight at Percy, her face a mixture of shock, happiness and forced anger.
He took in a deep breath as he saw his gorgeous soul mate standing there.
Eddie Griffin looked at her then at him, "What. Her? That's Tanya? Oh hell naw! Dude I. Hate. You."
The audience laughed. Tanya was a tall, gorgeous brown skinned woman with box braids. They could all see that from a mile away.
The guys were now looking at the 'white dude' on stage thinking... dayumm! Dude, we totally get you!
Then they all went quiet anticipating what Percy was going to say. Tanya's eyes were twinkling. She couldn't believe it. What the heck was Percy doing?
He cleared his throat. He had never really spoken to a large audience before. Let alone a black audience who had come here for scathing comedy, not some soppy interracial romance.
He continued anyway, looking straight at the curvy lady in the red minidress, who was standing quite awkwardly and shyly,
"Miss Tanya Whitford has absolutely no reason for liking me right now."
The audience hushed, now very curious.
"I was not supposed to fall in love with her. But I did. I lied to her... about who and what I was, thinking she would not respond to my advances if I told her I was... what I was.
"That... and in my world I was doing the right thing. Playing a role, to help her heal."
The audience was absolutely confused right now. Playing roles? Lying? What?
Tanya however
Tanya giggled and entered the theater, ready to listen to some rehashed Eddie Griffin jokes.
"And you know what I just love? I just love how white people talk about hockey and shit. Shiettt... they should hire some brothas in the NHL, y'all know we got them third hockey sticks!"
The audience howled. Tanya shifted in her seat. Funny, slightly crude joke. She should have laughed like a normal human audience member. But seated there alone, she couldn't.
Her mind was all on Percy. Who was probably cleaning out his office right now and counting down his days to leave Harlem. To leave her.
Eddie Griffin walked back and forth with his tiny body, making people pee in their pants. Then he suddenly stopped and looked at his watch,
"You know I love white people," the audience laughed knowingly, since his repertoire claimed otherwise. He continued, "But if one more white boy comes up to me and talks about can I interrupt your stand up to propose to my girlfriend? Happened in San Fran. So obviously girlfriend was a dude."
Tanya face palmed.
"Now y'all won't believe I got another white boy in my schedule. He emailed me a month ago, knew I was coming to town and wanted to use this opportunity to say something to his girl. Okay we in Harlem. If his girl's a sexy sista. Imma cut him off and tell him to go back to the Midwest. No more coming to Harlem, takin' our resources."
The audience and Tanya laughed. Eddie Griffin was crazy.
"Okay so y'all give some minutes to Percy Theo... Theo-something. Geez. Dude, where you from with that crazy ass name, Iran?"
Percy grimaced as he walked onto the stage, from backstage where had been waiting.
The audience clapped and laughed, some women wolf whistled seductively at him. What a hunk! Who was the lucky girl?!!
Eddie Griffin stood on his toes and patted Percy on the back. Only way he could reach him. Percy smiled gratefully at the famous comedian who gave him the mike and stepped aside.
He looked out to the audience, looking for... her. The audience was too large.
When he brought the mike to his mouth, Eddie Griffin interrupted, "Yo, dude. Wait a minute. Let your girl stand up... what's her name?"
Percy spoke into the mike, "Tanya Whitford..."
Some girls jokingly stood up, wanting to claim the hunk. The audience chuckled, and when the crazy girls sat down again, one remained standing.
A very shocked Tanya Whitford. Everyone turned to look at her. She was staring straight at Percy, her face a mixture of shock, happiness and forced anger.
He took in a deep breath as he saw his gorgeous soul mate standing there.
Eddie Griffin looked at her then at him, "What. Her? That's Tanya? Oh hell naw! Dude I. Hate. You."
The audience laughed. Tanya was a tall, gorgeous brown skinned woman with box braids. They could all see that from a mile away.
The guys were now looking at the 'white dude' on stage thinking... dayumm! Dude, we totally get you!
Then they all went quiet anticipating what Percy was going to say. Tanya's eyes were twinkling. She couldn't believe it. What the heck was Percy doing?
He cleared his throat. He had never really spoken to a large audience before. Let alone a black audience who had come here for scathing comedy, not some soppy interracial romance.
He continued anyway, looking straight at the curvy lady in the red minidress, who was standing quite awkwardly and shyly,
"Miss Tanya Whitford has absolutely no reason for liking me right now."
The audience hushed, now very curious.
"I was not supposed to fall in love with her. But I did. I lied to her... about who and what I was, thinking she would not respond to my advances if I told her I was... what I was.
"That... and in my world I was doing the right thing. Playing a role, to help her heal."
The audience was absolutely confused right now. Playing roles? Lying? What?
Tanya however
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