Ooooohhhhhhh so that’s how it’s gonna be, huh? What did you forget to change your shit filled grandma pant diaper depends tonight or something?
Keep it up with that lip on the prune juice glass so you’re not plugged up all weekend.
Drama. Pttth.
Whatever man. Whatever.
Fighting words with nothing to back it up with. Par for the course. Gosh. Jeez. Holy moly. Holy guacafuckingmole.
You best tread light talking that way about this place… think you’d know better.
This hood is so much harder than 8 mile, soon it’ll be known as the 88th mile. Pucker up buttercup.