Northwood: | Smithfield! Smithfield! |
Smithfield: | Well shit! What up, Northwood? |
Northwood: | About to get this bitch cold started, man. Did you remember all the Natty Ice? |
Smithfield: | Hells yeah. I got that nasty shit right here. |
Temjin: | (entrat) Northwood! Smithfield! |
Northwood: | Hey T! How’d Wormy do? |
Temjin: | He’s set his socks on fire! You gotta see! |
Worm: | (stocking-feet ablaze) Hey, how’s it hangin’, boys? |
Northwood: | The Worm! |
Smithfield: | What up! |
Northwood: | Shit… doesn’t that, like, burn? |
Worm: | A party trick, my boys, I picked it up In Maxim yesterday. The beers help, too. |
Smithfield: | Whoo! |
All: | Whooooo! |