Ken: Let's call this motherfucker.
Ken: Oh, fuck yeah... give him a piece of my mind... piece of my ass.
[operator comes on]
Operator: Thanks for waiting. Hello, may I help you?
Ken: Oh, thank you. I need to make a collect call.
Operator: What number?
Ken: Oh... the number's [censored]
Operator: At the tone, please say your name.
Ken: Kenith Keniff. From Connecticut. [connecting] Automated piece of shit.
Ken: Hey there, cock boy.
Eminem: Who's this?
Ken: This is Ken Keniff.
Ken: Ken Keniff from Connecticut, you lil' bitch.
Eminem: From Connecticut?
Ken: Yeah, you wanna...
Eminem: I don't know nobody in Connecticut.
Ken: You wanna get a hotel room with me?
Eminem: A hotel room?
Ken: Yeah, you want me to lick your ass, EMINEM?
Eminem: [laughs] Yo, who is this? Kate?
Ken: [laughing] You want me to fuckin' melt in your mouth
and not in your hand? Melt in your ass, ya lil' cock boy.
Eminem: [snickers] Yo, shut up, you lil' bitch.
Ken: Oh, you think I'm lying, huh?
Eminem: [laughing out loud]
Writers: Marshall Mathers
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