Carmella's a good dog. Don't fuck with me, yeah, good puppy. Good dog. I will
cut you. Loose. Go. Good dog. You're free now. I tried to explain. No
eight hour shifts. No twelve, I mean, for my people, I was so careful, I ran
down the pathematics, after 911, who givews a shit? Blah blah blah, I was a
director, I had people, f-ing west coast liberal puss. Enough, I had pwople, I
gave them up for $. It's doing alright. I'll go to bed. G'night.
Holy shit. Read the fuckin poems. My god. Dead man walkin. Take me away.
Done now.
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