SEVERAL DIFF'ENT DUDES ON MONROE.
Wid Mark other day 'nd he's, like,
"Dude!"
'Cuss there's this cheapass shit in the windah at Rite Aid.
"Gawdahavit," he says.
'N'I'm, like,
"Dude?"
'Cuss it's totally cheapass.
I'm,
"Dude!"
"Cuss he's gawdbe shittin' me.
Bud, he's,
"Nawgawdahavit!"
'N'I'm laffin',
"Dude!"
'Cuss I know he's shittin' me.
Bud he's,
"I'm so buyin' it, dude!"
Bud, then, dude....What? We don' go in?
'N'I'm, like,
"Dude?"
Bud, he's, like...pointin' ...in the doorway? 'N'he tells me,
"Dude in 'ere put me out for swearin' other night."
'N'I'm,
"No-o-o-o!... Dude! Tha's bullshit!"
"Swear," he tells me.
So, jist aft'd that, we're at Ghost Dog 'n' I'm,
"Dude..."
'Cuss 'ere'sa bitch of a bong 'ere in the windah.
Toh-dally not cheapass!
So....
Dude?
Whud're you bin doin'?
