Overheard at a Barber Shop on Lenox Ave:
Barber #1: Man I just got me that Netflix shit- that's some good shit right there, no more late night trips to the 'Buster.
Customer: Oh that's for DAMN sure! I got me the whole five-disc package - love that shit.
Barber #2: FIVE discs! What the fuck you need five discs for? I got two discs- that's all a brotha need.
Barber #1: Yeah - two discs! You finish one movie, you got another movie right there, you send the first one back and by the time you get a new one you done with the second. Ain't nothin' more to it than that, ya greedy mothafucka.
Barber #2: They's kids starvin' in Africa and this nigga got FIVE mothfuckin' DVD's in his crib at one time?!
Customer: Ah'm just sayin' there's situ-ations where a brotha need five discs, I mean...
Barber #1: That's it, I can't take this shit no more!
(Barber #1 takes out a shotgun and blows Customer's head off)
(Barber #1 and Barber #2 stand solemnly above the Customer's corpse)
Barber #2 (quietly at first, then at normal volume): Hey, yo what about one of them TV shows you get really into, with all them cliffhangers and shit. Maybe you need them five discs.
Barber #1: Yeah, yeah like Lost or some shit. How the fuck you gonna stop watchin' Lost after two discs? They's too many questions- how they gonna get off that island? Who that fat dude? Shit I pulled an all-nighta at my cousin's place watchin' Season Two.
(Barber #1 looks down at corpse of Customer)
Barber #1 (wistfully): Damn, son. Mah bad...