Meeting Marshall Mathers: The Slim Shady Era

Chapter 72

"Lets go to Taco Bell, I'm fuckin' hungry" Em sighed, Paul looked over his seat at us,

"No can do, the planes scheduled to leave in fifteen minutes, get something on the plane" Paul was rather assertive, I think he'd had enough of Marshall for today, the thought almost made me giggle, they were the funniest of couples, and had domestics like a couple would too,

"Paul do they got Taco Bell on the plane? I don't think they do, so, c'mon..." Marshall ordered,

"We can't miss this flight" oh here we go, don't laugh Jodie... don't laugh!

"Sorry I thought I still heard you bitchin' about missing the flight?" Oooooo Marshall!

"I can't deal with this fucking crap no more, what's the point in having a schedule, fuck it! Do what he wants to do. I'm done" he turned back around in his seat, boy was he mad, and Marshall's face had a mischievous look all over it the little wind up merchant! I was just waiting for Marshall to start asking "Are we there yet?" Over and over until Paul strangled him to death from over the seat.

We arrived a lot quicker than I had thought, the car started to crawl as we pulled in to the drive-thru,

"What D'you want?" He asked me,

"I'm not hungry" I wasn't feeling to well what with the cramps,

"Well don't you think you better eat something?"

"I'm fine please don't fuss"

"Right whatever" he gave up,

"Are you ordering?" Paul seemed a little amused as Em wound down his window,

"Yea... is that gonna be a problem too?" Em had a cheeky look on his face,

"Don't you think you've caused enough ruckus for one day?" Paul kept his cool, these two were more like a married couple than anyone I knew,

"Lets fuck with 'em some more, someone pass me their hat.." Em took off his Nike one and gave it me in exchange for one of his bouncers snapback's which covered most of his face, he adjusted it so you could just see his mouth, and put his hoodie up, the ordering window opened, I was already grinning,

"Good afternoon and welcome to Taco Bell, may I take your order please?" The young, dark haired girl asked, she was looking at him with a strange stare,

"Uh, yea.. afternoon mam" he put on a red neck voice and put his arms up on the door, "I would like to uh order.." He looked around, everyone started shouting orders, "CALM DOWN! Don't make me get my piece out god dang it ima pistol whip each of y'all into next week!!" The girls face in the window was priceless! It was hard to not laugh,
"Yeah so uh.." he lifted off his cap which just left him in his Durag, the girls eyes grew wider than swimming pools as she squealed,
'oh my god' and covered her face with her hands, Marshall cleared his throat,
"Hey, lady? Could you concentrate for a second, I'm really hungry, my manager he don't let me eat much, says I'll get too chunky for the TV" okay so now I was now laughing as was the whole car,

"I'm sorry, woah... wow, Eminem!"
she squealed and took a breath,
"What can I get for you?" She wiped her eyes, staff started to crowd around the window behind the girl, they all had the same priceless expression slapped on their unsuspecting faces,

"Uh could we get two of each of the crispy tacos because I don't like the soft ones so nobody else should either, two of each of your finest burritos annnd uh... 8 large diet cokes because I like Diet Coke so everyone's gotta drink it in case I get thirsty and need to drink those too, and uh... one portion of any snacks or sides that you do, oh! Almost forgot... and a happy meal for my girlfriend, she collects the toys"