“Stop talkin’. You fuckin’ up da whole thang!”
“Achoo! Carl, you are pitifully locked into your stereotypes, aren’t you?”
“Whateva, dawg, but you want that lady, you best keep all that correctness locked up and act the part. Stop all that nerdy-ass sneezin’ too. What she say?”
Carl bends his ear and leans in, taunting Joseph. “Well? What she say?”
“Achoo! Her post on ‘People Meet’ says she wants a bad boy.”
“Alright, then. Bad boy, lady. English teacher, by yo’ damn self. Whassit gone be?”
Joseph sighs. “Aw’ight, dawg, take the damn picture fo’ I change my damn mind.”
Click! "One 'damn' is plenty, Joseph."