"I said, 'Why'd you need my ID?' muthafucka!" Shannon goggled the actor on her smartphone, a man with a fantastic head of no hair, dark piercing eyes, and the sassiest affectation. She lent the screen to Jessica and Valerie during their excursion into the dark New Sumer suburbs. One-liner after one-liner made them laugh.
"This guy's pretty fucken hilarious, not gonna lie," said Valerie. "I should probably watch more movies from the stone age."
"Oh, there's a s**t ton," snickered Shannon. "Open yourself to a little old-school, and you'll find yourself some soul."
"Preach, sistah!" exclaimed Jessica. "Homegirl still refers to voice modulation as music. Which is why I can create a Pop hit with my computer."
"Then why haven't you done it, Miss Smarty Pants?" Valerie countered.
"Because I
