Say my name, ya CAC

Inside a loud nightclub, we see Count Horny surrounded by the finest strippers in New York City. There are drugs and alcohol passed around and everyone is having a good time.

One of the strippers invites The Count on the stage and offers a lapdance.

Stripper: C'mon up here honey, what I got here I better than money.

Count Horny lets out a huge: OOOOOOOOOO

The stripper then mounts the count and gave him the ride of his life.

Horny: Aw shit baby gurl I can barely stand after that...

The stripper gets up and grabs the mic.

Stripper: Hey Horny baby, I really enjoyed your match; too bad you lost though.

Horny stands up grabs the mic and looks around the club.

Horny: It's okay baby, we can't win 'em all but when I got home and watch that shit on repeat, something bothered me...

Horny: My name is Count Horny not got dayum "Mr. H", you CAC

Horny: Say it wit me now, "Count Horny".

Horny: C-o-u-n-t H-o-r-n-y muh fuggah

Horny: When I run down that muh fuggin ramp you better call me that.

Stripper:That's ok baby, they'll do better next time.

Horny:You're right, baby. Wanna do some coke?

The stripper grabs a bag of coke and she and the Count coke for the rest of the night.