An Interview with the Men

Us: Well, we would like to thank you guys for joining us today

Biggs: Yo, where the bitches, you said there'd be bitches!

Us: No we didn't.

Biggs: What? I am outta here, I got better things to do.

Pimp: Sit the hell down!

(Biggs sits down)

Pimp: Next time you do that, I will smash your damn face in.

Us: So... what do you have to say about Bum Rush Poetry?

Pimp: Shut the hell up, can't you see me and Biggs are having a conversation?

Us: We just wanted your take on this great new poetry.

Biggs: Leave us alone. First Shatner, now this?

Us: What's going on here?

Pimp: Shatner was all over us like a 10 dollar whore.

Biggs: Damn Shatner tried to steal my wallet. But I showed his Trek ass who the man was.

Pimp: Damn liar, Shatner had you crying like a little bitch. I thought about putting you I showed his Trek ass who the man was.

Pimp: Damn liar, Shatner had you crying like a little bitch. I thought about putting you to work on the corner for a second, but you too damn ugly.

Us: Hey, hey, hey here. Lets all calm down now.

Biggs: I'll kick you in the balls again, Pimp.

Pimp: I'll beat your ass with a pool cue midget boy.

Us: Can't we all just behave here?

Pimp: I'll rip your balls off geek boy. That's it, I don't need your nasty geek stench on me, let's go hoes.

Biggs: Wait up, Pimp!

(The Pimp and Biggs then left through a makeshift door made by Biggs throwing a table through the front window. Contrary to what we thought from action movies, Bar owners do care when you smash up their bar. A few minutes later the police show up and the fun really began with some jail time for us. We will never use the term "Ride her like a pony" again.)