Dog Pound Page #2

A two-minute window

to get the bed made.

Ends of the bed when you're done.

Let's go, guys.

Shake it off.

Mr. Angel Ortiz,

grab your bucket and mop.

Come with me.

He's right here.

What's up, man?

How's it going, man?

What's up?

You just get here?

Yeah.

Yeah, that's cool.

How much time did you get?

- Three months, man.

- Oh!

- Just three?

- Just three.

- Sh*t!

- That ain't sh*t, cuz.

You know, I just did

three months f***ing three times.

I could do that on my f***ing head

in the hole. You know what I mean?

Yeah. Yeah.

So how long you got, man?

What do you mean,

how long I got?

Who the f***'s business is that, man?

Just asking, man.

I don't know.

Don't be asking no stupid

punk-ass questions around here.

You'll go get yourself hurt, boy.

Yeah, all right, man.

- You looking to get f***ed up?

- No, man.

- Looking to get f***ed up?

- Relax, relax!

Huh? Looking to get f***ed up?

Just f***ing with you, man.

This n*gger's a b*tch, cuz.

- No, man.

- Brush it off. Calm down, man.

Your boots, though, man...

They're looking, uh,

pretty nice, man.

Where did you get those at?

- At the mall.

- At the mall?

- Yeah.

- How much were they?

They were, like,

I don't know, 100 bucks.

Your mom give you those kicks

or something? A little present?

- From mommy?

- No, man.

No?

- No, man. I bought these.

- You bought 'em?

- Yeah.

- You a hustler, all right.

Yeah.

F***! Hustler hustlin'.

What size are you, 10? Big man?

Let me check them boots out.

Cop 'em over.

No, man. I'm only an 8.

What the f*** you mean,

you is only an 8? Don't look like no 8!

- You f***ing lying to my boy?

- Don't look like a f***ing 8 to me!

All right, man.

Come on, man.

Don't be a b*tch, man.

- They are nice-ass boots.

- Whoo-hee!

Yeah. I lookin' fresh to death.

You feeling me?

- Man, fresh as f***.

- How am I looking, cuz?

Nice. Nice, cuz.

- How am I looking?

- They look good, man...

They're nice-ass boots.

- Can I have it back now?

- Just feeling it out. They're comfy.

- Let me see that other one.

- Try that sh*t.

I'm gonna try that.

It's all good, man.

It's all good. You feeling me?

F***, they're real nice, bro,

but f***, too big for me, man.

Let me check that.

Let me try both of them on at once.

Now that they're on my feet,

I don't really feel like

taking them off.

They're too comfy. Plus, I'm fresh.

You know what I mean?

Some boots right there,

they ain't tricking. They're nice.

Don't take no offence,

you know what I mean?

Let's peace-out of here, boys.

F***ing b*tch.

F***!

Wake up.

The floor's not gonna mop itself.

Let's do it.

F*ggot.

F***ing b*tch.

You got him-

Butch!

What did I just say to you?

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