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On behalf of the Institute For Illiteracy in Comics, (or FUCK for short,) I would like to present to you the complete G Money chronicles collected in one convenient volume for today's discerning reader.
May you find much enjoyment in reading these, but please try not to cough up your gin and juice all over your parachute pants.
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| Not at all. Inquisitiveness grasped hold of me and I thought perchance I’d bandy by and behold this region of the ghetto. | |
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| Yeah? So what do you think about it? | |
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| I find dis particular hood to be rather da bomb. For you see, like you, I am also quite “g,†after a fashion. | |
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| Yo, G Money! How's my nigga? | |
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| The word is up, Smack Daddy! | |
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| Hee hee hee! Let everyone up in this bitch know it, Money! | |
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| A MOST FELICITOUS MAD SHOUT OUT TO MY COMPATRIOTS, YO! | |
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| They all love ya, Money. They all love ya. | |
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| Yes, yes. Power to the people and all that guff. | |
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| Dayumn! You possess back, sistah! | |
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| You've got to be kidding me, right? | |
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| Quite the contrary, madam. I'm down to have relations with all da hoes. | |
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| I'm not a 'ho,' and you're not getting any. | |
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| You better recognize my bling bling, ho! | |
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| I take taekwondo twice a week, pappy. I'll kick your boney ass. | |
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| S'up, Money? What's the word on the street? | |
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| Yo mama is said to be most uncouth and unladylike. | |
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| What? You talkin' shit 'bout my mama, fool? | |
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| Alas, t'was but my meager attempt at fucking shit up old school. You down wit dat, dawg? | |
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| Say one more word 'bout my moms, I'll bust you upside yo' head, beyotch! | |
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| Anathematize not the playa, my brother. | |
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