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Sangi - at least skydives

Ether - at least had tits

"The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge. And I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon."

This man suffers from a heart condition.

No point in mentioning these bats...poor bastard will see them soon enough.

h, devil ether. It makes you behave like the village drunkard in some early Irish novel. Total loss of all basic motor skills. Blurred vision, no balance, numb tongue. The mind recoils in horror, unable to communicate with the spinal column. Which is interesting because you can actually watch yourself behaving in this terrible way, but you can't control it. You approach the turnstiles and know that when you get there, you have to give the man two dollars or he won't let you inside. But when you get there, everything goes wrong. Some angry rotarian shoves you and you think "What's happening here? What's going on?" And you hear yourself mumbling...

Since we're hunting, I think that being the edge is much cooler, only those who have gone over know exactly where it is, or something like that.

I believe this is what you mean:

"The Edge...there is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over."

As your lawyer I recommend
more drugs, alcohol & guns.

Let's get down to brass tacks. How much for the fuckin ape?

"Look, there's two women fucking a polar bear!"

"Don't tell me these things. Not now man."

No, he's a kid who wants to base jump some day and skydives when he can.

You guys are making him famous. If you want to be famous, you need haters, if you don't have haters, hire some.

as your attorney, I advise you to rent a very fast car with no top. and you'll need the cocaine.

One of the things you learn from years of dealing with drug people, is that you can turn your back on a person, but never turn your back on a drug. Especially when it's waving a razor-sharp hunting knife in your eye.

as your lawyer i advise you to take a hit out of the little brown bottle in my shaving bag. you'll only need one, just a taste.

A drug person can learn to cope with things like seeing their dead grandmother crawling up their leg with a knife in her teeth. But no one should be asked to handle this trip.

Who is Sangi?

This is place is getting to me, I think Im getting the fear.

Well... It'll probably work out. We can keep her loaded and peddle her ass at the drug convention. Yeah. She's perfect for this gig. These cops will go fifty bucks a head to beat her into submission and then gang fuck her. We can set her up in one of these back street motels, hang pictures of Jesus all over the room, then turn these fucking pigs loose on her. Hell, she's strong, man. She'll hold her own.

"Thats ugly man. I knew you were sick, but fuck. Ahhh! Ahhh!, thats Ugly man..."

There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die.

Just another freak, in the freak kingdom.

Nice!

I have plenty of people hating me, but I aint famous...... hmmm..

Hire some haters then! It works I tell you. I have absolutely nothing against Sangi by the way. Well, except he didn't approve a good set of tires for my street bike.

You on the other hand can hire me. I'll sublet the hate out to others as much as possible to help make you famous.

Payment accepted via C/C, Paypal, Certified Check and of course cash.

By the way...
"America... Fuck Yeah!!!"

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