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"Good question," the woman said.

The last thing Chub heard before blacking out was Bodean Gazzer bellowing: "Hey, I changed my mind! You kin let him die! Go 'head and let the asshole die!"

"No, but I work in a doctor's office. An animal doctor-"

"And maybe a watermelon patch!"

"Well, I thought I'd buy me a Cadillac or two," JoLayne said, "and a giant-screen color TV."

"Just a beginner," the white man said.

"Get away from me, nigger! Get the hell away!" Chub, wild-eyed and hoarse.

Another agitated voice. Sounded like Bode Gazzer. "For God's sake, Chub, shut up! She's only trying to save your life, you stupid fuck!"

"You gone kill me, girl?" Chub asked.

"You ain't no doctor," Chub said to her.

"You gone kill me, girl?" Chub asked.

Chub shook himself like a dog, spitting blood and sandy grit. The bicycle patch had peeled, so now he had two open eyes with which to keep a bead on the nigger girl; more like one and a half, since the unhealed lid drooped like a ripped curtain.

Had to be a nightmare is all, a freak-out from the boat glue. That must be how come the nigger girl looks 'zackly like the one they'd robbed upstate, the one clawed the shit outta us with those hellacious electric-looking fingernails.

"Well, I thought I'd buy me a Cadillac or two," JoLayne said, "and a giant-screen color TV."

"Try to clean this messy gunshot and stop your bleeding."

Yep. Definitely the colonel.

The white guy's face appeared over the woman's shoulder. He whistled and said, "Hey, sport, what happened to your eye?"

"No, but I work in a doctor's office. An animal doctor-"

Chub shook himself like a dog, spitting blood and sandy grit. The bicycle patch had peeled, so now he had two open eyes with which to keep a bead on the nigger girl; more like one and a half, since the unhealed lid drooped like a ripped curtain.

"Don't you talk down to me."

"You gone kill me, girl?" Chub asked.

"Jesus Willy Christ!"

The white guy's face appeared over the woman's shoulder. He whistled and said, "Hey, sport, what happened to your eye?"

"Good question," the woman said.

"No, but I work in a doctor's office. An animal doctor-"

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