***Outside Strip Mall***
Douchebag: /exits Jeep Wrangler
/Shaves lines in face
/Enters "Sleazy Jim's Waterski Emporium and Waxing Studio"
Sleazyjim: Hey there young fella, nice day out there huh, HAHAHAHAHA
/slaps douchebag on back
What are ya looking fer today? Oh I know...You look like you could use a nice new Wakeboard huh? Is that what you kids these days are doing? HAHAHAHA.. So Extreme!!
Douchebag: sup bra...pssh...yo yo, check it, i'z need me some shit fo da lake, ya feel?
/Acts like a fucking dick
/wanton disregard for social norms
shit bra, we need some faaking HOES...knowwhatimma sayin...the fuck is this shit....
ArmCandie: TEE HEE!! OH OH OH!! I totally need a wax!
SleazyJim: so whatta we looky for here boys? Whatta sort of price range we looky for? We have a great-a new wakeboards by the Hyperflexy if you in the market.
DoucheBag: Lissen here bra...i ain't no for that pussy wake shit...i needz me a ski to rip the SHIT outta the water...I GET FUCKING PUMPED!!!
GIMME THE SHIZ BITCH
DoucheBag2: Yo, calm yo self marky...makin the hoes nervous with all that riff raff..
/turns to sleazyjim
yo bra, pshhh...whats the haps.
/does gay hand shake thing
Money no object fo a playa, what ya got to get us some MAD pussy?
SleazyJim: Now you speakin the SleazyJim language, I got something here you will both love, its long and hard and you put the lube here and slide right in.
DoucheBag2: /looks at DoucheBag
DoucheBag: /looks at DoucheBag2
ArmCandie: Tee he....what?
CLERK: Fuck I need some cheetos.
/opens bag of cheetos
SleazyJim: So, whatta say boys, check it out...this is the top-o-the line there slalomy ski, got silver on it and two shoes fo ya feet.
SleazyJim: Whatta ya think boys
DoucheBag: Shit ya bra, that is mad tight son!
/pulls money clip from pocket
/and hair gel and rophynol
/and 3 year old unused condom
DoucheBag2: GEAAHHH, thats whip is blazin, shit, get some FINE ass hoes with that!
/pulls wad of singles from pocket
/drops herpes and spray-on tanner on floor
ArmCandie: /picks up herpes
SleazyJim: oh, good decision there fellers, lets see, with tax and what-not...you know uncle sam needs his cut, that will be,
/type type type type type
$1,280 will that be cash or your moms credit card?
DoucheBag: the fuck son, we ain't got that kind a skrilla, wha ya take us fa punk bitches?
DoucheBag2: shit bitch, f-this noize...mafucca is wac, yo you played son...
/collects additional case of crabs at door
/does bong rip