This is a story from Adrian’s past.
Years back, Adrian drank liquor and smoked weed like crazy (long, long, long time ago folks, long time ago) (anyone get the parahrased quote* here?)
Adrian came in pretty drunk from partying one night and decided he needed to have something to eat to sober up a little. He raided the refrigerator and apparently made quite a bit of noise in doing so. He finally got things put away and was heading to the table to sit down and eat when something startled him and he dropped the plate making a big mess on the kitchen floor.
His mother, awakened by all the noise in the kitchen was pretty angry with poor Adrian. She yelled a bit – all kinds of stuff about irresponsibilty and drunkenness as our hero began cleaning up the mess.
Understand that Adrian drunk is slow-motion man with exaggerated movements.
His mom finally had her say and started to turn to go back upstairs.
Adrian took this opportunity to shoot his mom the bird behind her back.
Mom wasn’t quite finished and turned back to say something more and was shocked to see her sweet baby giving her the finger.
Sweet baby (moving in slow motion) wasn’t able to pull out of the move and squatted there, middle finger up in the air.
He said both of them froze in position. He could hear the kitchen clock ticking, but he was unable to do or say anything.
His mom grabbed the mop and bopped him on the side of the head, turned and went to bed.
The end. (well, not really – the story comes up EVERY time he calls his mom.)
* quote from Bernie Mac during the Kings of Comedy Tour.