Bob: Oh really thats cool. By the way me and my friends are having a little kick back at my place with the ladys. I've got brew and then we might go dirt biking after the next day. You can come if you want.
Jack: Haha Naaaahhhhhh dawg ima go blaze fat at my homie Franks house. Kush Mafia nigga! Dont front!
Jack: Fuck da partys ful! We will just straight toke it up at my pad!
Bob: No bitches?
Jack: Na ful we had one over a few minutes ago but she left.
Bob: What Happened?
Jack: Haha she couldn't clear my bong so i got mad told her she couldn't be apart of Kush Mafia. I don't know..maybe I should take some more anger management classes so I won't get as mad next time.
Jim: Or maybe it was because I look like a turtle.
Gary: Yo Jim could you pass a nigga his bong?
Jim: Is it this blue one?
Gary: I dont know nigga. does it have a shake junt sticker on it?
Jim: No this one has a dickies sticker on it.
Matt: Huh? Where da scary clowns at?
Bob: Ok..this is really gay. Im Out.
Jim: Would you turn up the radio on the way out? That dubstep is trippin me out to sick right now.
Bob: Is it the one over by all the gay ass longboards?
Gary: Yee nigga. It sucks that your sober. Tahhh babe.