"Yo, what's up with Burgs, she coming to the orgy tonight? It's going to be off the hook. Skeet skeet." "Ah shit son, she's in a hybridship with that fine piece of man candy Brandon. It's like they'z in a relationship, but not really. Shit's crazy, yo! I'd tap her ass all night." "Word. This is what it sounds like when them mother fuckin' doves cry."
A small elitist group of three close friends who pillige the town late at night doing wonderous random acts. The meetings usually entail intensive rituals which usually include junk food, nigerian hairs, and the bones of their enemies.