Man, would you leave her alone, Christ, she’s ninetyfour ye . .
. . Then she ought to know better wants to shoot her mouth off tries to fall
on shes an old woman thas her defenseFuck her My old mans ninetytwo and I
hand him his ass every time he makes an ass out of himself
Loves got nothing to do with it
I’m
just sayin . .
.
. Wha
She’s like family.
An she gets a pass Nobody gets a passnot with me
I think she’s due respect.
For
What do you mean . for?
Illuminate me Respect
For Why
I suspect when you’re ninetyfour
years he
paused thinking he was going to interrupt him again
. . . when you’re ninety . .
. . I wont act talk like an ass
You keep interrupting.
I do Youre talkin shit
If Im
fortunate to live to ninetyfour Ill be giving respect and expecting
respect At nine years old Mr Whappler
illuminated mesquatted down on the grasswent eyeball to eyeball with me he was in
his seventies he said You don’t have to respect your elders if they are not
going to treat you with respect.
Its a twoway street
All these
years since its been a twoway street
When you were nine?
Nine It was an epiphany
I
knew wha an epiphany was at nine too Perception of the essential nature or meaning of something Thassomething ya don shake or deny
So no I give no quarter
I think you’re wrong.
An I can give two shits
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1154, Reggaefriday,
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