Chad: Bro, lemme ask you somethin' bro.
Joey: Sup bro?
Chad: You ever think about like, life, bro?
Joey: Whaddayu mean, like, where am I gonna work after school?
Chad: Nah bro, like, LIFE, like, why do I even exist, bro?
Joey: Nah bro, can't say I do. Can't say I do.
Chad: I mean bro, where does life come from, bro? Why does it happen, what's the point?
Joey: Uh, God? Yeah bro, like god, praise God, holy mother Mary of Grace. Yeah bro, like, big ups to God for sure.
Chad: I mean, yeah, of course God, dude. But like, why did God do this, are we an experiment?
Joey: I don't know, bro, my major is business.
Chad: Bro, like, I just don't see the meaning. I don't even know what the word meaning MEANS, I feel like when I think about it, my heads gonna explode because of the circular nature of my thought process, dude.
Joey: Uh, what, bro?
Chad: Like, how am I gonna be happy? How will I ever be satisfied with the banality and silliness of life?
Joey: Oh, shit, that's easy, bro. Bitches and beers with your boys!
Chad: Oh, word. Cool. Put on that DMX cd.
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