Announcer: What happens when you put a bunch of boxers into a house to live with each other? You get…TYSON AND FRIENDS!!!
(Tyson, Oscar, and Evander are sitting on a couch watching TV)
(Tyson is flipping through the channels with the remote)
Oscar: Man, they ain’t no good thing on!
Evander: no, its they ain’t nothing good on!
Oscar (yelling in Evander’s face): I say how I want!
Evander (yelling in Oscar’s face): No! It’s, I say how I want to!
Oscar: I NO CARE!
Evander: SHUT UP AND GET OUTTA MY FACE!
(Evander shoves Oscar out of his face)
Ruben “Hurricane” Carter (yelling from the back): Would you shut the hell up before I beat you down wit my cane?!?
Oscar (standing up and yelling toward the back): You cannot beat me wit silly cane, old man!
Tyson: Sit yo’ ass down!
(Tyson tugs on Oscars shirt till he sits down)
(there’s a knock at the door)
Tyson (yelling at the door): Who is it?
Oscar: YA! WHO IT BE?
Betsy: It’s Betsy!
Tyson: GO AWAY BETSY!
Oscar: Yes! Go away, we no want sugar today!
Evander: …and I dont wanna see your tight tiger skin pants on your flabby legs!
Betsy: Oh, comonnn….I have meat clips on today!
(all of them make weird faces)
Tyson, Oscar and Evander: EWWW!!
Tyson (whispering to Oscar and Evander): I know a way to get rid of her!
(Tyson takes out an old Arabian lamp from the couch)
Tyson (holding the lamp high up to the light): SEE???
Oscar: What it do?
Tyson (dissapointed): You are supposed to squint because the lamp is so shiny!
Evander: Its not shiny…its dirty!
(Tyson punches Evander on the arm)
Tyson: NO…it ain’t
Ruben “Hurricane” Carter: I want some milk!
(Oscar stands up and yells toward Ruben’s room)
Oscar: I no want give milk!
(Tyson rubs the lamp and a thing comes out of it)
Evander (looking up at the cloud of smoke taking a shape): Is that…Mohammed Ali???
Mohammed Ali: What do you want master?
Tyson: I want you to get rid of Betsy…
(Betsy knocks on the door again)
Tyson: …and give old Ruben some milk.
Oscar: I solve problem!
(Oscar opens the door and lets Betsy in)
Betsy: I knew you’d come around!
Oscar: I no want milk! Give Ruben milk!
(Betsy runs to Ruben’s door and opens and closes it)
Ruben: HUH??? Betsy! How did you get in here??
(kissing sounds come from Ruben’s bedroom)
Ruben: NOO!!! HELP ME!!! HELP ME! I’M TOO OLD FOR THIS!
Tyson (looking at the bedroom door): well…I guess that’s ok…
(Tyson looks up at Mohammed)
Tyson: You can go into the lamp now…
Mohammed: …ok…
(Mohammed disappears into the lamp)
(Tyson picks up the remote control and starts flipping through the channels again)
Tyson: Well, there’s nothing on…
Evander: Yeah, I guess so…
Oscar: Let make prank phone call!
Tyson: Hey, that’s a good idea!
Oscar (tapping his head with one finger): I know I be smart
(Evander yawns)
Evander: Its a little late…let’s do it tomorrow…
Tyson: Yeah, I guess it is pretty late…
(everybody goes to their bedrooms and go to sleep)
(end)