"Yeah baby we're at the pool. Naw she's sleepin'. Listen, I'll ditch the ho and then I'll be right over. Yeah, I'll bring the wooden fist too. And my red light-bulb and Lionel Richie CD. Yeah I can't wait. Okay, I'll see you Dwayne..."
"Fabulicious. No that sounds stupid. I know, Fubnificent. No. Damn, I'm bad at this. Okay, I got it - Fabuliciousificent. Dang, that's great. I gotta get that embroidered on a pillow..."
"What you talkin' 'bout Willis."
"What's that little fucker Crabbie saying about me now..."
