The third installment of the “Friday” movies, “Friday After Next,” is the first (and hopefully last) one I’ll see.

I am too old and too un-hip to really appreciate all the jive talk and foul language. The folks in back of us were yukking it up pretty good and seemed to enjoy themselves. It’s definitely an R-rated, 17-only flick. Sometimes you can slip the younger kids in on those but not this one.

“Friday After Next” stars Ice Cube, who plays Craig, and Mike Epps, who plays his slow cousin, Day-Day. They are living together in a run-down apartment when Santa Claus comes and steals their presents, rent money and Day-Day’s ugly baby pictures.

Day-Day sleeps through the entire thing while Craig gets the heck beaten out of him by the Christmas-tree-swinging Santa.

In order to get the rent money for their “charming” – not – landlady and her son Damon, who is recently out of prison and gay, the guys take a job as unarmed security guards at a local strip mall. That part would have been kind of funny if it wasn’t so stupid.

Of course, there are beautiful, skimpily-clad girls in the movie and a weird little pimp-type guy. There’s also lots of sexual content and lots of drugs being used, even by the cops.

The movie was only about an hour and a half, but it did seem longer. For the younger crowd, they would probably give it three or four stars. For me, a grandma, give me Walt Disney, any time.