But Frank knew what I was going to do and it impressed the shit out of Sal

I'm spraying around the bar one morning and I find a wallet. I'm thinking "Sal's watching", so I don't even look in the wallet and hand it to the bartender and say "someone lost their wallet" the next time I went in the bartender says "you know there was $1000 in that wallet" and I said "God damn"

bartender a picture of Frank and Sal back in the day...It was the 1950's before they knew a lot about physical fitness, but they were both V shaped and looked good. Frank tells me Sal likes to watch on camera, so shine your flashlight in cracks and crevices and make pretend you're looking for bugs

likes to watch on camera. Frank and Sal grew up in Bridgeport together and Frank was an ultra tough Irish kid and Sal was a tough Italian. Frank became a Sergeant Major in the Marine Corps and Sal joined the Mafia and they met up again at this later stage in life, but I was going to show the

before I killed her, I would just grab a Trolly Pop...I promise you that...its not like I'm being blocked by armed guards

eviction

And I can't grab one, it makes me want to break into her room and rape her and kill her. I did it for the comedic value and a judge with a bit of sense would decide that the inclusion of the word "Trolly Pops" gives it a sense that it was done for comedic value. My sense of humor is not grounds for

Do you think its possible that my father raised a bad person? and they would all have to say no, its not possible. Good trees bear good fruit bitch. Remember that

This guy walks in and I'm like "Excuse me sir, I can't perform with another guy in the room" and he left. I don't do that g*y shit bitch

I realized later that I was supposed to whip my dick out, start jacking off and say "Let me get a shot", but I didn't...I just kept my head down and quietly left. Another time in Pine Bluff I was making love to this lady and my hotel room door was open

My intention was to make their night and possibly be a permanent memory of their childhood. If me and Rob would have shared a memory as funny as that, we would have talked about it for the rest of their lives...Risk of Injury bitch