the grift
I am Valentino Turned, ya mugs.
I've been shattin' on my uppers for a couple of months now.
So I came to chisel the case dough outta my baby sister, see.
And if any of yous don't like it you can go climb your thumb if yas know whad I'm say'n... Capiche?
In With The New
Welcome ta my joint. The name's Valentino, ya mugs. What? Ya askin' 'bout my business? That's kinda personal. Seriously, ya really think I'm gonna divulge information about my import export business? Ya all screwy cuz that ain't neva gonna happen. Besides, I ain't confirmin' or denyin' nothin' cuz there ain't nothin' ta confirm or deny, capiche? Now get outta here, ya botha me kid.
What ya got more questions? Ya wanna know if I ever chiseled the case dough outta my baby sister? Inquisitive sucka ain't-cha. Well, that ain't none-ya business. Ya ask too many questions, that could get ya a brand new pair a cement shoes. If yas know what I'm sayin'?
Now amscray or I'll ventilate-cha!
spill ya guts
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-metal noises-
Oh GOSH! I think they might have put some of the drink in with the oil! I think I'm gonna be sick, Boss. SICK!
Val! What do you think you're doing!? How uncouth!
Money!
*eyes sparkle and grabs a wad of cash*
*squeals and hugs Val as tight as humanly possible*
You're wearing white!!! emotion_dowant
Now ya gonna listen, see, yeah, see. Ya gonna dos what I sayz or yas gonna be pushin' up dem daisies, see. Which isn't as pleasant as it sounds, see.
But you take too long and forget.
*scooches up to Val, still hugging the pillow tightly*
How am I suppose to remind you if I can't remind you?