Friend- Hey, bestie!
Girl-Hey.
Friend- My mom made stroodles.
Girl-Great.
Friends Mom- -looks like a female drunk rapper doing an insane rap pose-
Eh, What up homie?
Girl- Homie? I thought we was friends.
I don't live on your roof.
Friend- Mom! Don't embarrass me!
Girl- Uh huh, look who's talking.
Friend- Omg, I can't believe your saying this to me, I thought we were together!
Girl- Together as what? Slow your mouth chicka.
Friend- Dont use your street on me!
Girl- I don't own a street, I own a 2.3 million dollar house, what do you expect.
Friend- -cries and runs to room-
Girl- -eats the stroodles-
What is up with your kid.
Mom- Eh, she's my daughter, though she's a total sod.
-2 hours later-
Friend- Hey bestie!
Girl- -walks away-
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I just hate it when my friends friends think that they will always have these "prissiness"for a friend. You need someone calm, dude.