"Why the fuck would you drink that cheap shit like that! We've talked about it? If thah shit's cheap we must cheat! Which, if you don't remember means our safe word for, "Stop after two shots." Remember that?!" Angela said to her best friend Renee.
"I know girl. But, ah bitch was tired of the bullshit this week. And ah bitch just had tah let her hair down! You know what I'm sayin?!"
"With Diet Coke and Bacardi White Rum?! Yo ass gonnah pay for this in the morning! You know that?"
"Fuck it! How do you say all the time Angi, "You like what you like!"? Well, I like this shit!"
Angela smiled at her friend for more than thirty years. Nodded her head. Tears started forming in her eyes from all the two had been through as Best Friends... And as if Renee read her thoughts with her three nods, Renee said merrily, "Lady! Fuck it!"
"Okay, 'Nee?! So, you gonnah make me one of those "Fuck it" drinks?! Or does ah Sistah have tah do it my damned self?!"
"Girl! You know where all that shit is! Go for what you know! And if you get too fucked up, yo ass stayin here!"
"Thank you! Bet!"
"I'll explain some shit tah your husband if need be."
"It shall not need be. So where's thah shit? Can't find shit! Yo ass said, you know where all that shit is! Can't find thah rum! Is there any ice? And thah diet coke is MIA!"
"Oh! I'm sorry. The Rum in the cabinet over the stove. The Diet Coke is in the freezer. Please take it out because it will freeze and I, nor you are finished drinkin yet! Ice...don't have enough room in my freezer, ergo, Diet Coke, Bacardi in the freezer. You want me to make it for you?."
"No Nee. I think can manage. And thah Barcardi wasn't in the freezer. It was in the cabinet over the stove like you said earlier."
"Well...it should have been."...
(Peace! More to come...)
