(NN) Joking Joe

"Okay, so this Saturday I'll help you and Red, Sounds good?"
>AJ: "Yeah, thanks Norman. You're a real-"
>SLAM
>Both of you jump a little from the slamming locker. You look to see who slammed the locker between of you shut and see its Joe Bravo.
>JB: "Howdy there green eyed beautiful.... Sup' Racist."
>Orange gives out a huff but returns the howdy still.
>AJ: "Howdy, Joe."
"Its not racist."
>JB: "You sure? Let me ask you this. What's the difference between an apple..."
>Orange interest sky rocketed once the A word is said.
>"And a black man?"
>Well you aren't interested before or now.
"No, clue. And don't care."
>JV: "An apple sure looks mighty fine hanging from a tree."
>Wow, what a racist. He should be getting shit everyday for being an actual racist.
"Dude, thats not-"
>AJ: "Bahahahahaha! That's so funny! *snort* Oh my sides!"
>Joe wraps an arm around her shoulder and starts to guide her away.
>JV: "Let me tell you about the Rabbi, a priest, and the Apple who went to the bar."
>You just stand there shocked. Orange laughed at an actual racist joke. And she is flirting back to him.
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>R: "Thanks, again darling for helping me out cleaning up the Fashion Club's Party aftermath."
"No, problemo. Anything for yo-cough anything for the club."
>You toss out the streamers and see you're almost done. There is a small knock at the door.
>JB: "Knock, knock. Hey there beautiful... Norman."
"Joe..."
>R: "Oh, hello Joe. Aren't you suppose to be at practice?"
>He walks in and tosses some dispoasable plates away.
>JB: "I came here and wanted to ask you if you could help me with getting dressed for the Fall Formal since well you know you're the most fashionable person at school."
>Aryan Beauty blushes at the compliment.
>R: "Well I would help you Joe, but I can''t. I need to clean this mess up with Norman."
>Joe sits on a desk and grabs the garbage from her hands.
>JB: "Say do you like jokes?"
>R: "Well of course but-"
>JB: "Just one joke."
>R: "Okay."
>JB: "What's the difference between a bench..."
>No, he cannot be serious.
>"And a black man..."
>He is. Well your Aryan Beauty is a nice generous girl who wouldn't laugh at something crude.
>JB: "A bench can actually support a family. Haha."
>Laugh you idiot because no one is laughing.
>R: "Haha. Oh my! That's so wrong!"
>What? Your waifu!
>Joe tosses you the trash and wraps his arm around Aryan Beauty.
>JB: "Come on, I got some more to tell to you on the way to the mall. Norman can handle the rest."
>R: "Haha I can't wait to hear the next one. Vice President, I'll leave you the resposibilty of cleaning the mess. Thanks, darling. See you tomorrow."
>They both leave you in a classroom full of party decorations and dirty plates.
"...Y-You too..."
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