I stopped to meet up with Lance for a drink around 4pm earlier this week; the plan was "one drink" - we were pretty warmed up 2 hours later and got into this conversation:
Lance brought up a point (albeit for a soon-to-be married w/child already on the way sucker) - he says I need to start aiming for higher prizes.
I said, "why? I have no plans on having more kids or getting married again, what's the point? If the mid-20s are throwing #####, why not?"
"Ron", Lance goes on, "It's simple
my nig (reminder, Lance is white btw), because you can...or maybe you can't if your
game isn't what you think it is".
I said in my best Ghostface Kilah voice, "Hold on let me park my ####"...
loosely related reference to explain my last statement - aside: [source reference], as annoying as Lance can be, he's really one of the few people in my circle that gets the obscure rap lyric references I make sometimes.
He replies, "Haha you vexed #####" (out of sequence from the song but again his response acknowledges the reference and matches character).
Lance: "Seriously dude, you realize most of the chicks you're bagging see you as a
come-up, right?
Me: Bro, it's not like I'm peeling off stacks for these hoes
Lance:
Me: That was once but it's not like (he interrupts me)
Lance: You always pay. Always. ALWAYS!!!
Me: Damn can't every dude say that??? (I've very loud at this point

)
Lance: You my nig but you pay...
you pay hard my G
. (He says this very convincingly, very slow, and loud, while pounding one hand into the other with each syllable)
Me: Dog, you know about [i started referencing a few chicks I've bagged lately, over 30 w/good jobs].
Lance: But look at them all...they all wanted you for something. A connection, a job, a hook up, a something - not for
you B.
(aside - when I get drunk with Lance, I get pulled into my old NY/NJ slang sometimes. This was one of those times...embarrassing)
Me: (we still loud, it would easily seem like we were arguing pre-fight to an onlooker from afar). "That's every ##### B (lots of hand motions going on now), how many chicks f### with a dude that ain't got #### to offer???

You know what? (I'm pointing at him) You're really sounding like your chick got in your head bro; I know she doesn't like that we kick it. Look, let's drop this because we're only going to keep yelling and drinking but I gotta roll. We decompressed, finished drinks then left (he insisted we hug it out in the parking lot - we were pretty tuned up at this point).
I let it go, thought about it again today.
Any thoughts here?