Actual conversation that just took place in a convenience store in rural Alabama. The players:
Kaos (K)
Large black man with braids and chains (LB)
Black man wearing worker's uniform (R)
Clerk: (C)
R: Yo, dude, where you been? You was supposed to be on this morning.
LB: What the fuck I tell you I was gonna do? I stayed home and smoked dope.
R: SHHHHHH... damn, dude, you can't just be hollerin' shit like that out loud.
LB: Don't fuckin' shhhh me, bitch. Who the fuck gon' do anything if I smoke dope? I SMOKE A BIG FAT ASS BLUNT!
R: What the fuck ever, man. You don't know who be around and you just yellin' stupid shit like that.
LB: Who? Who in here gonna say a GODDamn thing? You think that bitch up at the register gonna say something? You think the goddam police up in this motherfucker?
LB (to K): Is you the goddam PO-lice?
K: Nope. Not a cop.
LB (to C): You got shit to say?
C: As long as you pay for what you got, I don't care what you do.
LB: So what the fuck? I SMOKE A FATASS BLUNT! BURN THAT SHIT ALL FUCKIN' DAY.
R: You gon' keep on and they gon' fire your ass.
LB: Who? That job? Fuck them, man. I'm a grown ass man. They can't tell me what to do. If I wanna SMOKE FUCKIN' DOPE, that's what I'm gonna do. They video my ass? Well they can't say shit.
R: Aight. Later.
LB (to C): I'm a grown ass man, can't nobody tell me shit. Ya HERRR? How much this Keystone be?
C: 59 cents a can.
LB: Fuck, I ain't got enough but fo' two.
Whatever I intended to purchase was left on the shelf.