DJWeeman  

Well guys, I came back from a hard days work.

I made you dinner. A grave stone, allready with gravel and butter on the side for dippin'.

I made twenty bucks allready. 18 of it from people smoking my cigarettes, and the other two from selling my body to ten people.

You're working hard son of Sam. Why don't you take your loads off and make yourself a home?

Thanks dear. Sometimes I wonder why the law has to be so harsh.

It's only fair Martha. Some of them were beaned as a wee child.