Da Ali G Show—The Nascar Episode

If there’s 20 things I like(other than Nascar), one of them is Da Ali G Show. Its Sasha Baron Cohen’s bizarre interview show where he appears as Ali G, a wanna be rapper from England who snags interviews with America’s elite. We all know that “fan fictions” are the easiest way for a writer to get noticed/get ideas. So, here it goes!

WARNING: Non-Ali-G fans should probably take the next two days off and go have a snowball fight—this won’t make much sense.

(Opening—in the Ali G studios)
Ali G: Booyakasha. Eyes here to tell y’alls today about da ting in America da most mens like to watch—dat be the fine honeyz. Howefah, da laws stop me from talkin’ to most of ‘em inside of 100 meters, so I had to do the next favorite ting for men to watch—cars goin’ round on tracks. Respek.
(Switch to a race shop in Mooresville)
Ali G: Aiiiiight. Check yourself before you wreck yourself. Eyes here wif me main man, mister Dave Earnhardt Junior.
Dale: Great to be here.
Ali G: Now, we alls know dat dare’s a famous sayin dat goes “rubbin’s racin’”. But check dis out—me was wif me Julie, an’ she said I couldn’t rub her until 30 minutes into the movie.
Dale: Uh, I think that’s a different type of racing.
Ali G: Aiiight.

Ali G: Now Dave, you’re spencered by a beer company, right?Dale: Yeah, Budweiser.
Ali G: Much respek (bumps fists with Dale). But check dis, eyes all for gettin’ smashed, but dis one time eye was drinkin’ a forty in me car in Staines, and da cops gave me like 50 hours community service.
Dale: Yeah, driving drunk is something I don’t condone.
Ali G: Aiiight, but like, how does you get away wif it?
(tomorrow—Part II)