Man if I knew anything about animation/cartooning I would be set. I got the storyboard and dialog. I hope no one becomes bored by this or runs off to become a transvestite. Oh yeah, the names of the innocent have been protected (except for Ko, you deserve what's coming your way)


T and Pup hanging out at Pup's crib
T: Yo, Pup. I think I scored a date for this weekend.
Pup: Yeah. With who?
T: I don't know. Some girl.
Pup: Ya got to do better than that.
T: Here's how it happened. I went for a walk Saturday afternoon and started a conversation with a neighbor. She tells me she wants to introduce me to someone. So I'm like cool. Just tell me what I gotta do.
Pup: What you mean what you gotta do? You need to figure that out on your own, dumbass. You getting no help.
T: Man, shut up.
Pup: I aint playing.
T: Here's what I gotta do: I gotta go to church this Sunday.
in walks Ko
Ko: T, you going to church? I hear there are some cuties up in the Lord's House, yo. You need to be reaping the Lord's blessings!!!
T and Pup: Ko, SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!
Ko: Sorry dudes. I was just passing through to get a doughnut before I take a nap. I'll see you chumps later.
exit the Ko
Pup: So you going to church?
T: Yeah, I guess I gotta go. Can't let my neighbor down.
Pup: Look, you don't need that wimpy ass attitude of yours. Be a man!!! Bring your A Game. Don't bring your B Game and definitely don't bring your Ko Game.
T: Can I bring my game boy?
Pup: ABSOLUTELY NO!!! And no mention of Zelda either. I ought to smack you.
T forshadowing events yet to happen
T: Hi. Um.... What's your name again?
Girl: Not Zelda.
T: Yeah, that's what I thought. That's, um, that's very nice. sigh.
daydream ends
T: Man, Zelda is such a kick ass game, dog.
Pup: You'll be sitting there for the rest of your life playing Zelda and not knowing what its really like to be someone's prince or a hero to someone very special.
T: ???
Pup: That's right, chump.
T turns on his gameboy advance to run a mission in Final Fantasy Tactics, on the sly he's ignoring Pup for fifteen minutes. Fifteen minutes later:
T: Did I tell you she's an Ivy League graduate? Yale or Harvard or something.
Pup: Oh snap, T!!! You gotta get up wit it. Man, you really need your A Game!!!
T: Dude I don't even know where Harvard is. She's out of my league. I went to a po' dunk college in the dirty south. At the freshman assembly they asked:
Emcee: By a show of hands, how many of you are here on Presidential Scholarships?
I raised my hand and said, "Sir, I'm here because of affirmative action. Does that count?" They told me to keep my lips shut on that topic and they'll give me a full ride. Just like that, and I had the whole fours years made. 0.5 GPA, baby!
Pup: News flash: There is no such thing as leagues. It's just one big ass game. But you have to know how to play!


Question to the audience:
Do you think the girl is out of T's league? Why or why not?
Are there leagues? yes/no. Give an example.