Samuel L. Jackson Ipsum

. . After the avalanche, it took us a week to climb out. 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. blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. do you believe that shit? hey, look at me when i'm talking to you, motherfucker. however unreal it may seem, we are connected, you and i. now that there is the tec-9, a crappy spray gun from south miami. now that we know who you are, i know who i am. she gonna tell me too. she starred in one of the ones that became nothing. that show's called a pilot. they called me mr glass. we're on the same curve, just on opposite ends. well, that's what you see at a toy store. well, the way they make shows is, they make one show. you know why, david? your bones don't break, mine do..