5.1.24


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

0900,  day-between-2-Ts,  3  1. 24
1154,  Reggaefriday,  5  1. 24

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