Hey bud, let's party!

Yesterday's C Line trip was almost worth it (almost) due to the lawyer-type standing next to me.  A 30-something, too-cool-for-school type, the dialogue started when he ran into a friend of his, who didn't seem to be particularly interested in talking to him.  Asked his friend if he was just "kickin' it," and proceeded to use every phrase that a teenager, or old guy trying to sound like a teenager would use.  Every sentence started, "Dude..." and went on to say wittier things.  If I'm ever in court and this guy is my lawyer, well, I'll just get started getting measured for jumpsuits.