Nigga actin tough on the net, Imma baptize him, .223 shells and he’s shot like I am Mad Ryan Put him in a coffin, hold him one year, he is no longer Fucking on an opp nigger, bitch he sayin “go longer!”

I clenched my pipe in my right fist and poked at the dottle busily with various fingers, first one then another, of my left hand.

Yeesh. So strong was his cologne she could practically taste it.

If you can wait a couple of minutes, I'll run you back.