Flash, the magic math of language in Flash Friday

“Wait, wait, hold up cowboy …”
“Honey, I’m about to ‘spode … um, with emotions or something.”
“We can’t go any further until …”
“What, baby, anything.”
“You have to understand, I am Not A Slut.”
“Oh, baby, I never thought you were.”
“Good. I need two hundred bucks before you —‘spolde with emotions and shit.”
“Two hundred bucks? What for? Car troubles, I can fix it … lets just do this first.”
“No, I’m not a slut. 200.”
“What for?”
“For whatever the hell I want. It’s how I make a living.”
“I don’t understand. I can fix your car …”
“And I can fix your hard on. 200 bucks.”
“But I can …”
“It’s not about you, it’s about me. I’m a whore, I make 200 a trick. If you want to get laid, that makes you the trick. It’s not about you, it’s about me.”
“Wait, there is no I in whore.”
“You saw the bad news bears, or sesame street the call girl episode. There’s an I in prostitute, happy?”
“I can get laid for free.”
“Probably, but not from me, there might not be an I in whore but there’s at least 200 bucks.”
“You can’t spell very well.”
“ Sure I can. No I in whore, no sex in cheap, but U show up three times in shut the fuck up.”
“Yeah, well, there’s two U’s in fuck you.”
“Yes, and 200 hundred bucks.”
“This never happens to me.”
“Really? So women in hot pants on the corner ask if you want to party and then … what?”
“I guess I … thought you liked me.”
“For your mad spelling skills? Oh, hey, I’m sorry, don’t cry … c’mon, don’t cry.”
“Huh, huh, uh, uh … I’m going to ‘slode.”
“Yeah, ok, I’m going now.”
“Wait, I got one twenty.”
“Ok. I’ll take you to three fifths of ‘sploding.”
“You know spelling and Math?”
“There is no U in one twenty, there is in two hundred.”