“Did you spot that beauty? Lawd have mercy!”
“There’s a spot. I’m gonna have to get the tide out!”
“What up B? Could you spot me an exchange here?”
"Chef, Why can't he find the G?"
R-A: “Yo man, did you see the way Gean’s catching them girls tonight? Not an injury on the squad!”
D-J: “Man, I saw the way them girls were working that ass and shake all night! And you’re spotting the safety? Look at all the action bro! Besides, she got overloaded and just passed out after the floor routine.”
D-J: “Quit talking foolish! What ya should be worrying about right now is,... I’ma gettin' some alright. I’ma get some of that, that, and right over on to that other tonight at the after party!”
R-A: “You can have all that! Just don’t touch my spot!”
D-J: “It’s like that with her?”
R-A: “Yes, it is!”
R-A: “Man, what the shit is Ah-eyet?”
D-J: “Slang for we cool man! You ready to go work on the spot?”
R-A: “Do I look ready?”
D-J: “You look a bit like a shirtless, sweaty, bird chested mutherfuka, wearing aviators about to fly up into the moon hopped up on fantasmic ass but, we won’t go there tonight!”
R-A to D-J: *SMACK*
D-J: “Man, why you always gotta be smackin my delicate spots?”
R-A: “Cause you hit that emotion spot and it’s reflexive! Don't work over my spot and it won't happen!"
D-J: "You do know it's not your spot unless you talk to it or somethin'? Or you just gonna spot and stare all your life? End up crying and shit!"
R-A to D-J: *Smack* "You needed that one!"
D-J: "You know for such a nice person, you violent! That's Ah-eyet though, we know you's emotional! Now let's go do this."
- yeah, good times...good times.