"Ain't hustled up the lines yet. Gotta plug the slap by hand, and I only got one. The fatty's gonna hold the weight off the lights, but shit's VIP, plus one only. Can't get no face on it. I got mirrors from the 411, but got no solids down on the OS. Could be a jug, you know, goes like triple green, could be outta pocket."

He struggled to get it all out in Punchy's strange dialect - stopping a couple of times to figure out how to phrase it, but somehow made it through. The meaning, though, he hoped was clear. Only two harddrive ports, and who knew if it would display properly.

Nothing like giving it a shot.