[ WP ] So apparently , I swear a ****ing lot .


 
 
 `` Shit man, could you believe those two fucking bozos back there? Who the fuck walks around dressed like them two dumbshits?'' 
 
 
 His companion nodded sagely and shrugged, puffing his cigarette. 
 
 
 `` What the fuck are we gon na do now?'' the foul-mouthed man asked, his voice tinged with exaggerated frustration. 
 
 `` This place is fucking bullshit. I ai n't seen no honeys worth seeing since we got here. Fuck this. Let's bounce.'' Without a moment's pause, the man strode down the street, a swagger in his steps as he went. His friend tossed his cigarette butt in the gutter and followed. 
 
 
 They headed towards the local convenience store, one of their more frequent hangouts and a reliable source of business. As they approached, however, one of the clerks emerged and saw them approaching. 
 
 
 `` Hey I thought I told you guys not to hang out here anymore. You bother the customers.'' 
 
 
 `` Hey fuck you, ya fuckin jerkoff. It's a free country, is n't that right?'' Once again, his friend simply nodded at his words. 
 
 `` Well if you guys decide to do anything illegal, like try to sell drugs to my customers, I'll call the cops.'' 
 
 
 `` Shit man, what the fuck did we ever do to you to make you bring the fucking cops into it?'' 
 
 
 `` I told you, man, you bother the customers. You guys are always hanging out here, selling drugs and listening to bad music. It's got ta stop.'' 
 
 
 `` I know you did not just talk shit about the motherfucking Time. You better shut your mouth or me and my tubby friend here will.'' 
 
 
 His companion crossed his arms and squinted at the clerk menacingly. The clerk sighed, defeated. 
 
 `` I do n't know how you hang out with this guy, Bob. I really do n't.'' 
 
 
 Bob just shrugged, and the clerk retreated into the store. 
 
 
 `` Fuck yeah Silent Bob, we fucking showed that fucking jerkoff. Snootchie bootchies!''
