Anuvahood Quote
Tyrone: [Sniffing]I smell something. Mm, I know that smell, blud. If man's calculations is correct, that's the smell of *piff*, blud!
Kenneth: Yeah, I had a little zoot earlier.
Tyrone: Don't take man for a mongoose, blud! Can't disrespect man's intelligence out here, rudeboy. Man's nose *knows* what it's smelling, innit? [sniffs]
Tyrone: You shotting piff, blud?
Kenneth: Nah, blud.
Tyrone: Oh, my days! Why you calling me blud for, blud? Do me and you look the same? I don't think so! You look like one kind of Indian blud to me.
Kenneth: I ain't even Indian, man
Tyrone: [looks at the others]So, where's this weed, then, blud?
Kenneth: We ain't got no weed, man.
Tyrone: I smell porky pies, blud. Yep. Don't chat shit to me, blud. Couple man just told me you licked them a tens, innit? I know these tings, blud. Ha-ha-ha! Look, man, man just wants to cop a little ting off you. You get me, fam?
Kenneth: You got your own food, though.
Tyrone: There's a drought, fam! Man can't get nothing still! [Tyrone puts Kenneth in headlock]
Tyrone: - All right, all right, all right. Cool, man.
Kenneth: Aah!
Tyrone: Come on, blud. Man's bless out here, fam. I just wanna get a little high tonight, man.
Kenneth: All right, all right, all right! [Tyrone releases him]
Tyrone: K, man... Read more:
Kenneth: I gotta.
Tyrone: Give me a fat juicy score ting, blud.
Kenneth: Which one did you want, blud?
Tyrone: Hmm. [sniffs weed, licks lips]
Tyrone: Actually... all of it. [snatches the entire bag of weed and runs down the steps laughing]
Kenneth: Come on, man!
Tyrone: Oh, my God! Man's so unpredictable out here! Man said he wasn't gonna rob them, but man just turned around and robbed him, Standard Procedures! Man took d
Kenneth: Yeah, I had a little zoot earlier.
Tyrone: Don't take man for a mongoose, blud! Can't disrespect man's intelligence out here, rudeboy. Man's nose *knows* what it's smelling, innit? [sniffs]
Tyrone: You shotting piff, blud?
Kenneth: Nah, blud.
Tyrone: Oh, my days! Why you calling me blud for, blud? Do me and you look the same? I don't think so! You look like one kind of Indian blud to me.
Kenneth: I ain't even Indian, man
Tyrone: [looks at the others]So, where's this weed, then, blud?
Kenneth: We ain't got no weed, man.
Tyrone: I smell porky pies, blud. Yep. Don't chat shit to me, blud. Couple man just told me you licked them a tens, innit? I know these tings, blud. Ha-ha-ha! Look, man, man just wants to cop a little ting off you. You get me, fam?
Kenneth: You got your own food, though.
Tyrone: There's a drought, fam! Man can't get nothing still! [Tyrone puts Kenneth in headlock]
Tyrone: - All right, all right, all right. Cool, man.
Kenneth: Aah!
Tyrone: Come on, blud. Man's bless out here, fam. I just wanna get a little high tonight, man.
Kenneth: All right, all right, all right! [Tyrone releases him]
Tyrone: K, man... Read more:
Kenneth: I gotta.
Tyrone: Give me a fat juicy score ting, blud.
Kenneth: Which one did you want, blud?
Tyrone: Hmm. [sniffs weed, licks lips]
Tyrone: Actually... all of it. [snatches the entire bag of weed and runs down the steps laughing]
Kenneth: Come on, man!
Tyrone: Oh, my God! Man's so unpredictable out here! Man said he wasn't gonna rob them, but man just turned around and robbed him, Standard Procedures! Man took d
Movie: Anuvahood
