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*]