Tommy: *looking up* Come on, baby. Don't do that to me.
Woman: *throws clothes down*
Tommy: *dodges*
Woman: Leave and never come back!
Tommy: Fine! I can make it on my own, wifey! *walks away*
Woman: Goat!
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Tommy: *knocks on caravan door*
Ilich: Who is it?
Tommy: Guess who's back!
Ilich: Ha! Tommy!
*tommy and ilich say together* Ah! Brother
Tommy: You know my old lady kicked me out, I have nowhere to stay, can I crash at your place?
Ilich: *excited* Yeah! Sure! Come on! Come on man!
Tommy: *closes the door*
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Ilich: Oh fuck man, I'm starving.
Tommy: *rubs stomach* Ah, me too.
Ilich: Shit, we are broke.
Tommy: As fuck!
Ilich: What can we do?
*both thinking*
*tommy gets a idea*
Tommy: I know! Let's become professional gangsta rap superstars! We gonna take over the world, get pussy, money, weed like 24/7
Ilich: *frowns* *thinks* It's a great idea!
*say together* We gonna be a millionaires!
*look away in excitement*
Tommy: Now we need to find a professional beatmaker
Ilich: No problem. Hey man, *shakes* man, *wakes him up* Do you know how to make beats?
Sergey: *nods*
Tommy: Cool. The only thing we need now is expensive quality recording studio
Ilich: *smirks* No problem
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*makes studio with empty egg cartons and tvs*
Ilich: Ah, very professional rap super studio. Fuck yeah!
Tommy: To become really really famous, we need to make a featuring with a really big hip hop name. I know what to do. Wait here, I'll come back.
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Tommy: *comes back* Look who I brought! dRoP iT lIkE iTs HoT.!.
Ilich: *surprised* Holy shit man! Snoop doggy dog! Man look, snoop doggy dog! Oh, i'm your biggest fan man
Not Snoop Dogg: yeah yeah, i'm snoop dogg, for shizzle my nizzle yeah
Ilich: *stimmers* Oh! Hey man, maybe we'll make a featuring together?
Not Snoop Dogg: Ok ok give me 10 bucks first
Ilich: Yeah yeah yeah sure
Tommy: That's all we got
Not Snoop Dogg: Okay man, wait right here, i'll be back, peace guys. *runs away*
Tommy and Ilich: *high five eachother and jump up and down in excitement*
Ilich: *dances*
Tommy: *starts beatboxing*
Sergey: *watches like: wtf just happened*
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*clock ticks til the next day*
Ilich: Hey man, i think snoop ditched us, he is not coming back.
Tommy: *sad* yeah man, well his last album was kinda shit, i think he is having some money problems
Ilich: yeah
Tommy: *clicks tongue*
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AMERICAN RUSSIANS
Humorthis is a story about tommy cash and ilich prusikin of their american russians series on youtube
