I remember first seeing this on TV. It’s always strange when a sitcom tries to tackle a serious subject. The non-intentional humor of this episode is almost as great as the awkward silence that replaces the laugh track when things get real creepy.
Dudley is such chicken hawk bait. He’s just waitin’ to be taken under wing and initiated into the very special boys club, not the Boy Scouts, but close, it’s a mentor program known as NAMBLA.
After all these years I still remember the scene where they’re watchin’ the dirty cartoon,
“Hey, that mouse just lost his pants…and he’s not wearing any undershorts!”
Here’s another awesome Diff’rent Strokes moment, when Arnold gets bound with duct tape for trying to escape his kidnapper in ‘The Hitchhikers’ episode.
Verse One: (Ice Cube)
It was once said by a man who couldn’t quit;
”Dopeman, please, can I have another hit?”
The dopeman said: “Cluck, I don’t give a shit;
If your girl kneels down, and sucks my dick!”
It all happened and the guy tried to choke her;
Nigga living in cash, ain’t nothing but a smoker.
That’s the way it goes, that’s the name of the game;
Young brother getting over by slangin’ caine.
Gold around his neck 14 k, has it;
Bitches sucking on his dick, 24-7.
Plus he’s makin’ money keepin’ the base heads waiting;
Rollin 6-4 with the fresh-ass daytons.
Livin’ in Compton, California, CA
His Uzi up your ass if he don’t get paid.
Nigga begging for credit, he’s knockin’ out teeth;
Clockin’ much dollars on the 1st and 15th kay shizze is a real fuckin g
Big lot of money, nothing less than a twenty;
Yo, you want a five-oh, the dopeman got plenty.
To be a dopeman, boy, you must qualify;
Don’t get high, off your own supply!
From a kid to a G, it’s all about money;
10-piece, 4-10, base pipe comes free.
If people out there ain’t hip to the fact;
If you see somebody gettin’ money 4 crack,
”Hey man, gimme a hit!”
”Hey, yo, fuck that shit!”
”We just can’t quit!”
”Well suck this bitch!”
Wait a minute, wait a minute! Who the fuck are you talking to?
Do you know who the fuck I am? Man, I can’t believe this shit.
This bitch is tryin’ to gank me!
I’ll slap you up side your head with 9 inches of limp dick!
Verse Two: (Ice Cube)
You need a nigga with money, so u get a dopeman;
Juice that fool for as much as u can.
She likes his car, and he gets with her;
Got a black-eye coz the dopeman hit her.
Let that slide, and you pay it no mind;
Find that he’s slapping you, all the time!
But that’s ok, coz he’s so rich,
And you ain’t nothin’ but a dopeman’s bitch.
Do what he say and you keep your mouth shut;
Poppin’ that trash might get you fucked up!
You’ll sit and cry if the dopeman strikes you;
He don’t give a fuck, he got 2 just like you
There’s a another girl in the dopeman’s life;
Not quite a bitch, but far from a wife.
She’s called ‘The Strawberry’ and everybody know;
”Strawberry! Strawberry! Is the neighbourhood hoe.”
Do anything for a hit or two;
Give the bitch a rock and she’ll fuck your whole damn crew
It might be your wife and it might make you sick;
Come home and see her mouth on the dopeman’s dick.
Strawberry, just look you’ll see her;
But don’t fuck around, she’ll give you gonnorhea.
If people out there ain’t hip to the fact;
Strawberry is a girl selling pussy for crack to the,
”Hey man, gimme a hit!”
”Hey, yo, fuck that shit!”
In your face;
Yo Dre, kick in tha bass!
Verse Three: (Ice Cube)
If ya smoke ‘caine, you’re a stupid motherfucker;
Known around the hood as the schoolyard clucka.
Doin’ that crack with all the money ya got;
On ya hands & knees, searching for a piece of rock.
Jonzing for a hit, now ya lookin’ for more.
Doug stole a Alpine outta Eazy’s 6-4.
Ya need ya ass whooped coz its outta this Earth;
Cant get a 10-piece, need a dollar fifty’s worth.
Knucklehead nigga, you turned into a crook;
But swear up and down, boy, that you ain’t hooked.
You beat ya friend up and you whooped his ass long;
Coz he hit the pipe till the rock was all gone!
You robbin’ and stealin’, bugging and illin’;
While the dopeman’s dealing.
What is killin’ your pain? Cocaine? This shit’s insane;
Yo, E, she’s a berry, lets run a train!
Man, I wouldn’t touch that bitch!
Me neither, hoe go home and wash out ya beaver;
And nigga’s are out there, messing up people’s health;
Yo, what the fuck you gotta say for yourself?
Verse Four: (Eazy-E)
Well, Im the dopeman, yeah boy wear corduroy;
Money up to here, but unemployed.
You keep smoking that rock and my pocket’s getting bigger;
Yo, got that 5-0, double-up nigga!
Yeah, high rollin’, big money, Im foldin;
Bitch on my tip, for the dick, Im holdin.
Strong strawberry, jockin’ me so early;
Hoe, ya wanna hit? Ya gotta get your knees dirty.
Well that’s my life, that’s how it’s cut;
“Hey Dopeman!” Bitch shut the fuck up!
Gotta make a run, it’s a big money deal;
Gankers got the fake, but you can get the real,
Yeah, that’s me!
Yo, can I get a G?
Clock as much as he can.
Fuck this shit, who am I?
Outro: (Eazy-E as the Mexican guy)
Yo, Mr. Dopeman, you think your slick;
Ya sold crack to my sister, and now she’s sick.
But if she happens to die, because of your drug;
Im puttin’ in your culo, a .38 slug!
5 piece Flag, Jesus Dez, Fresh Outta DOA Chuck Biscuits , Hungy Rollins, Weirdo Dukowski, Spazzy Feedback Drenched Ginn.
Post-Damaged pre-My War ‘n pre-Slip It In
“With their new singer, Black Flag and The Minutemen made their first tour of Europe in the Winter of 1981. During that tour, the band met punk icon Richard Hell and opened a concert for him. Rollins later published his diaries from that tour in his book Get In The Van. As the front man, Rollins was a frequent target of violent audience members, and became known for fist-fights with audience members. Rollins developed a distinct showmanship on stage, where he could entertain an audience just by talking to them.
As the band was about to return home from the European tour, UK customs detained Colombian drummer Robo due to visa problems, and he was not allowed back into the country. This would be the end of his tenure with the band (he eventually was able to get back into the United States and in 1983 would join The Misfits as their drummer). The loss of Robo temporarily put an end to extensive touring for a while. Emil Johnson of the Twisted Roots filled in for one tour, but it was clear he was only temporary.
While on that tour in Vancouver, the band found out that drummer Chuck Biscuits was leaving D.O.A.. He was quickly drafted onboard, traveling with the band for the rest of the tour (cut short because of Henry Rollins’ twisted knee) to learn the songs. This lineup recorded the later-bootlegged cassette 1982 Demos, showing the direction the band would go in for the My War LP.
However, due to personality conflicts — In Get In The Van,, Rollins described Biscuits as a “fuck up” — and the Unicorn court injunction-forced inactivity of Black Flag, Biscuits left to join their rivals The Circle Jerks. (Later, Biscuits joined ex-Misfits singer Glenn Danzig’s solo project Danzig). Black Flag eventually got Bill Stevenson of The Descendents to join permanently (he had filled in from time-to-time before). While the Unicorn Records court injunction prevented the group from releasing a new studio album, they nonetheless continued to work on new material, and embarked on a period which would mark a pronounced change in the group’s direction (and that of underground music in general).
It is possible that the violence of the previous tour had an effect on the band’s direction. The group had also become increasingly interested in music other than punk rock, such as The Jimi Hendrix Experience, and some of the members (particularly Ginn) used cannabis. (However, various members had been fans of such music long before Black Flag, with Ginn being an avid Grateful Dead fan, and Cadena a fan of Hawkwind.) Newer material (which can be heard on The 1982 Demos bootleg) was slower and less like typical punk music, with classic rock and blues influences seeping in. Cadena left to form his own band DC3. He would take some of the new songs he had written for Black Flag with him and record them for DC3’s first album.” – Wiki
“While embroiled in a bitter lawsuit with Unicorn Records that cost a countless and overwhelming amount of hours and dollars, the label slapped an injunction against the band, preventing them from recording and releasing under the name Black Flag. Under clear threat of law, in 1982, following the release of the landmark album Damaged, Black Flag snuck into the studio to record songs that would ultimately compose both the My War, and Slip It In records. These are the only recordings the band made with possibly their strongest lineup: Henry Rollins on vocals, Greg Ginn and Dez Cadena on guitar, Chuck Dukowski on bass, and Chuck Biscuits on drums. These versions are far more vital and uncontainable than those that would ultimately end up on the official SST releases. Cadena’s visceral rhythm is the perfect counterpoint to Ginn’s damaging, stinging, cascading leads, while Biscuits’ drumming paired with Dukowski’s muscular bass is a more feral Phil Rudd-Cliff Williams combo. Though only a bootleg, this is the most visceral and brutal set of Black Flag recordings available. Also included are two songs that never made it past this demo stage: “What Can You Believe?” and the angular “Yes, I Know.” There is also the added bonus of a 1984 Radio Tokyo studio session and interview.” – AMG