February 2012
The feeling of having new and clean bed sheets.
Brooklyn: Why after every sentence you call me "shawty"? "Yo shawty... shawty." I'm taller than you!
Rashad: Ok well let me ask you this then: in New York City then why ya'll gotta say "yo son" after every sentence? I'm not your kid, I'm not your child, why I gotta be your son?
Teddy: Money...
Rashad: B...
Brooklyn: I call you "sun," 'cause you shine like one. Ya' feel me?
Rashad: That was real sentimental. Thanks.
