DOUG: I JUST DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE A POET.
JAME: I'M NOT. I'M NOT. I'M NOT. I'M NOT. I'M NOT. I'M NOT. I'M NOT. I'M NOT.
MAJE: I AM I AM! IT'S TRUE!
JAME: AAAUGGGGGHHHHHHH
MAJE: ONE OF MY MANY HIDDEN TALENTS. WHICH YOU WOULD KNOW IF YOU EVER GOT TO KNOW ME.
JAME: COME ON DOUG IS MY CLOSEST WORK FRIEND
DOUG: HERE I THOUGHT I WAS MAKING AN EFFORT...
DOUG: I DIDN'T REALIZE YOU FELT THAT WAY.
JAME: I DON'T!!!
MAJE: YOU ARE FORGIVEN.
DOUG: SO, YOUR POEM?
MAJE: RIGHT RIGHT! NOW, HOW DID IT GO AGAIN...
JAME: NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO
SONS OF A LARGER FAMILY, BY JAME
"CRIME DOES NOT PAY" THE NEIGHBORS SAY
THE BILLS, THE FOOD, THE HOUSE, THEY DISAGREE
BUT WHAT DOES VIOLENCE BEGET?
THE CRIMINAL STOOPS TO LEVEL OF A MAD DOG
WHEN PETTY INSULT GETS BETWEEN BROTHERS
SONS OF A LARGER FAMILY
A STOLEN FRY, OR LICK OF SPOON
BETRAYS WHAT HE MEANT TO YOU
JAME: CAN YOU FUCKING HEAR ME AT ALLLLLLLLLLLL
JAME: WHY IS YOUR FIRST INSTINCT TO RUIN THE TACTICAL DISTANCE I KEEP WITH MY CLOSEST FRIEND TO COVER FOR US
JAME: WHAT WOULD HAVE BEEN WRONG WITH SAYING "OH SORRY THAT WAS WEIRD, WASN'T IT?" AND THEN GETTING DOWN
JAME: BUT NO YOU HAD TO MAKE A WHOLE THING ABOUT ITTTTTT
DOUG: THAT WAS ACTUALLY KIND OF BEAUTIFUL, JAME.
DOUG: I REALLY APPRECIATE YOU SHARING THIS WITH ME.
MAJE: THANK YOU, THANK YOU!!
MAJE: I AM A GENIUS, I KNOW.
JAME: YOU'RE MAKING ME SOUND LIKE SUCH A SELF-CENTERED BITCH!
JAME: GRAAAGGHHH
JAME: CAN YOU JUST FUCKING
JAME: SHUT UP?????