Body language is a motherfukker.
(As steph dribbles past half court)
KD: let me get the ball fukk boy
Steph: man really...
Green: omfg not this motherfukker again
Klay: I'm in the mood for Chinese, no, Mexican.
(KD gets the ball)
Steph: let me set this weak ass screen for this dummy
Green: this mf gon miss.. I'm not even going to go for a rebound
Klay: no I think I'll settle for some sushi.
KD: why isn't anyone cutting or moving around? fukk it I'll shoot it like Steph used to last year
(KD shoots)
Zach:
Dray:




Steph:
Klay:
Kerr:
Oracle:


KD (inside):
