Language

So I thought it might be interesting to write a fictional sample of the culture I hear everyday. If I took all the unique vernacular I have been exposed to, along with the misguided use of the English language, you might come up with something like the following. It can be entertaining , sometimes laughable, sometimes sad, sometimes horrifying, and it definitely rubs off at times (tight, trippin', homie). At times I find myself asking, as Professor Henry Higgins did, "Why can't the English teach their children how to speak?"

Below is a totally fictional story. Don't get caught up in the story, enjoy the words.

So, me and the homie G-Money met up with these two fools. It was all gravy. I got a ride with the homie Kevin back home. He had a sack on him and he smoked me out. I think we stopped at someone's house, though, an associate of mine. It was like 2 in the morning. The homie Kevin was totally faded and I couldn't call my parents so I decided to walk home. On my way I saw an enemy and nearly got hopped. I just took off on the quickness. I had to literally watch my back the rest of the way home. I was coming down off the tweak and fiending but I didn't have any more so I just smoked a bowl and went to sleep.