
GORJUS and LULA are on her front porch, taking photographs. GORJUS has his back to the STREET.
Lula: Baby. BABY. There is a man dressed as a French fry walking down the street.
Gorjus: [puzzled, fiddling with his film] Oh?
Lula: [waving her hands] FRENCH FRY. HUMAN FRENCH FRY.
Gorjus: Uh, HEY DUDE. Dude. Did you . . . did you lose a bet?
Frylock: [Totally mellow] Naw.
Gorjus: Are you . . . [trying not to stare] getting ready for Halloween?
Frylock: Naw.
Gorjus: Do you even live around here?
Frylock: Naw, I live a few streets over.
Gorjus: And you’re walking.
Frylock: Yeah, to a friend’s house for a party.
Gorjus: A . . . a costume party?
Frylock: Naw.
A PHOTOGRAPH is TAKEN; FRYLOCK is a good sport. ALSO, this is why I LOVE FONDREN.
Polaroid 420 with 669 film.
Indeed, this is why Fondren is awesome. This was pretty odd though, even for my neighborhood.
best possible explanation: laundry day
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