HOT
APP
STORIES
QUIZZES
DISCOVER
MEMES
EMOJI
More
CREATE STORIES
DAILY
DISCOVER
PHRASES
NUDGE CLIPS
CONTENT REQUEST
LOGIN
HOT
APP
STORIES
QUIZZES
MEMES
EMOJI
STORY
DAILY
PHRASES
DISCOVER
NUDGE CLIPS
REQUEST CONTENT
×
Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips
And he did all that for her and in the end, it ain't amount to shit.
What's in there?
Faggot.
That wasn't no attempt murder.
Like that can full of dead girls. They kept that out of the computer.
and Democratic organizations in the last eight months.
-Yeah, we got some. -I didn't see any out there.
-You're homeless? -In the wind, so to speak.
Help from the national office, huh? Timely donations from friends?
-Or maybe he's hiding it. -The union is also a little threadbare.
O'Donnell Heights, Greektown, Highlandtown above the park.
-You with Daniels and them? -No.
Rawls is talking like...
If you need anything to make this happen, you gotta get it yourself.
-We ain't gonna live forever, right? -Next round's on me.
No, not this can.
-Okay then, see you Sunday, early. -Great.
Pop, don't.
-State your name for the record. -Omar Devon Little.
-all them promises-- -We talked about this.
I remember you, and Uncle Jerry...
or Eton can pay in heroin.
The witness's last answer is to be stricken and disregarded by the jury.
-That's cosmetic. -If they want to make the sale...
I'm not drinking much anymore.
Nick, even if we walk it up to White Mike...
and you standing right there to open the door...
You wanna hit the head? Get yourself right, Detective?
I was trying for an ID on this one...
Listen, I was gonna ask her for her panties to make some soup with...
It wasn't me not to drink, or dog around either.
I went through INS, customs, even the State Department. Nothing.
Hey, girl.
-You subpoenaed their books? -You don't need to.
They sent us a copy of everything the Baltimore locals have filed.
-Been here long? -Since my hair was brown.
and that was only after they got hit with liens.
Union business and personal calls, but no beepers...
all sitting around the kitchen table, talking shit about this gang and that gang...
Where is the motherfucking love?
at Covington Piers...
Just picked it up from the port administrator.
Fool, if it wasn't for Serge here...
I shot the boy Mike-Mike in his hind parts, that all.
I have every intention of beginning tomorrow...
'Cause first of all, Zig fucked it up. He owes $2,700.
So we need everybody making phone calls.
Officer Russell here and Bunk Moreland are assigned to Homicide...
Excuse me.
in the master suite bathroom. Magenta?
What, so we talk about everything in my life...
-I gotta pick up the boys from the sitter. -Okay, great.
and soon every fucking-up white boy be on his titty.
I don't know where it still comes from. It's been a year.
I remember when youse all went down to picket them scabs...