Monday, September 17, 2007
Can you tell I'm sick of the OJ coverage?
Scene: a hotel room in Washington.
Don't let nobody out this room. Mother******s! Think you can steal that s***?
No. I didn't think that.
Don't let nobody out of here. Mother******, you really think you can steal that s***?
Uh. I said no. By the way, don't shoot.
You tapin' this? Uh... uh.... I don't have any gun. But get your back to the wall!
Stop waving the gun around. Bill took the money.
I know f***ing Bill took it. I always thought you were a straight shooter.
I'm cool. I am. Alright, I give. Check Bill's bag. The $850K is in there.
Thanks, OJ, you're a real pal.
Shut the hell up, Hsu, and give me that damn money!
What? You're ripping me off, too? Dammit, I knew I couldn't trust anyone in DC!
Hahahahahaha! Hsu, you are so 1992! Did someone sell you the rights to the Lincoln Memorial when you were walking over here?