Samuel L. Jackson Ipsum

Because of the kids. besides, i've already been through too much shit this morning over this case to hand it over to your dumb ass. do you believe that shit? do you see a little asian child with a blank expression on his face sitting outside on a mechanical helicopter that shakes when you put quarters in it? however unreal it may seem, we are connected, you and i. it actually says that in the little book that comes with it: the most popular gun in american crime. like it knows it killed the world once and got a taste for murder. no? normally, both your asses would be dead as fucking fried chicken, but you happen to pull this shit while i'm in a transitional period so i don't wanna kill you, i wanna help you. some don't, become nothing. we're on the same curve, just on opposite ends. you think water moves fast? your cells react to bacteria and viruses differently than mine..

And i will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. and most times they're friends, like you and me! i should've known way back when... and you must think you're in a toy store, because you're here shopping for an infant named jeb. and you will know my name is the lord when i lay my vengeance upon thee. besides, i've already been through too much shit this morning over this case to hand it over to your dumb ass. but for some reason, you and i react the exact same way to water. but i can't give you this case, it don't belong to me. do you believe that shit? do you see a slender plastic tag clipped to my shirt with my name printed on it? do you see any teletubbies in here? hey, look at me when i'm talking to you, motherfucker. however unreal it may seem, we are connected, you and i. i'm not a mistake! it all makes sense! in a comic, you know how you can tell who the arch-villain's going to be? if she start giving me some bullshit about it ain't there, and we got to go someplace else and get it, i'm gonna shoot you in the head then and there. it actually says that in the little book that comes with it: the most popular gun in american crime. my money's in that office, right? no? now, i don't know exactly when we turned on each other, but i know that seven of us survived the slide... she starred in one of the ones that became nothing. some don't, become nothing. some pilots get picked and become television programs. the path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. then they show that show to the people who make shows, and on the strength of that one show they decide if they're going to make more shows. they called me mr glass. this gun is advertised as the most popular gun in american crime. we said we'd say it was the snow that killed the other two, but it wasn't. we swallow it too fast, we choke. you don't get sick, i do. you should see ice. you think water moves fast?.

After the avalanche, it took us a week to climb out. and most times they're friends, like you and me! i should've known way back when... and only five made it out. and you must think you're in a toy store, because you're here shopping for an infant named jeb. do you see a little asian child with a blank expression on his face sitting outside on a mechanical helicopter that shakes when you put quarters in it? do you see any teletubbies in here? however unreal it may seem, we are connected, you and i. like it knows it killed the world once and got a taste for murder. like they're actually proud of that shit. now that there is the tec-9, a crappy spray gun from south miami. that show's called a pilot. that's also clear. then i'm gonna shoot that bitch in the kneecaps, find out where my goddamn money is. they called me mr glass. we're on the same curve, just on opposite ends. you don't get sick, i do. you think water moves fast?.