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Yo, old lady! I is da Big Daddy Yella Hat! I run this block and you is on my territory!
What do you mean Mr. Yella Hat?
I mean unless you is one of my hoes or one of my hoe's customers, you can fuck off outta my hood, bitch. I can't afford to have you stealing my buisness, yo.
But I am not a prostitute.
So you looking for a job is you?
I'm just going to visit my grandchildren.

 

So your grandkids is da hoes?
No, they're just children.
Kids is in high demand in dees parts at the mo. May I speek with the little money makerss?
I don't think that's nessesary.
Great! I'll meet you there in five.
Oh Yella Hat Damn it.

 

Yo, I am Mr. Yella Hat and you must be Glaze? I have a proposition fo yo!
Shit, homeboy, I'm always up fo a proposition.
How would you like a job wit da illest niggah on da south by sou'west northerly side?
Shouldn't I be alive for dat shizzle?
Aww hells no. You's da funky dead homie I been looking for to keep da freekies happy. You can work sundays (or holy mass-turbation day).
Damn, dis is off da meat hook fo sheezy.

 

Glaze on da block, bitch, who wanna jock? My dead donut cock or rape my ass wit a glock.
Yo, I'll be in dat fo sho!
Dam dad, go home. I'm trying to work here.
Dats why I'm here son, I can help you.
Yo dad I'm not gonna git down wit you fo cash.
Freebie fo sheezy den.

 

Hey dere captain, can I offa you a good time?
Well I am looking for sex, but you seem to be a little dead.
Is dat a prob homie?
Perhaps if I was dead also it would not be.
I can kill you, but it will cost you extra.
Sure, litterally bugger me dead.

 

Fo give me fatha fo I hav sinned.
Oh really?
I have commited adultery with anotha dead homie. I is gay and a hoe.
I think the lord can forgive you for that.
Oh dat is great news fatha, do you think I should quit my job while I is at it?
Hmm... Step into my confessional and we will "discuss" your repentance.

 

Buisness is slow afta da word got out about me n da priest. I thought all dat free advertising would hav been good fo buisness.
Yo witch! Is you lookin' fo a dead homie to giv yo pleasure?
Actually I am looking for a spy to bring down my arch nemisis AnyBoner Thriller, I heard you could help steal his prized azaleas.
Well dis job ain't payin' shit. I guess I can work fo you.
You can ride there on my broom, but in this line of work you'd be used to riding sticks wouldn't you?

 

What did you find out about AnyBoner Thriller?
Yo, homie's prized flowas is just painted on da wall.
I need you to do something else for me.
Shit, I'll do anythang if da money is aight.
I will give you $5 to sleep with AnyBoner Thriller's wife.
Well shit, I'm gay, but damn, a whole $5? I'd kill myself again fo that much.

 

Yo, you is da AnyBoner Thriller's biatch?
Das right home boy, what of it?
You got da tight bootay, woman, can I git all up in dat?
Dawg, you know my man will be home soon and he will whoop yo ass good homie.
Oh really foo?
He will kill you again so you is even deader.

 

Well if da bitch won't fuck dis dead homie I'll just burn down AnyBoner Thriller's house.
Now I can git back to wat I am best at. Hey Santa! You eva fucked a dead homie donut boy befo?
Hoe Hoe Hoe!

 

What a coincidence! I have a strange craving for an old man to put my nuts in his mouth.
I wonder why that is...
Oh, hey brad.

 

Ode to sugar:
Mean, mean, mean caffeine. Sweet, sweet, sweet sugar.
Na na na na, na na na na, kids say no, to marijuana.
Sugar, sugar, sugar, sugar, ragus, sugar, ragus.
Coffee, coffee, coffee, coffee.
Donut, coffee, pancake.

 

What am I doing on an aeroplane?
Advancing whatever storyline this comic has.
Shutup DexX, I don't like you anymore.
You're just jealous because I cross my arms better than you.
Will Dan get home? Who will dcom choose as his girlfriend? Why the hell is DexX here? Will everyone stop running away? All these answers and more on the next episode of My Girlfriend Died.
That narration box is a liar, none of that will be in the next episode.
I know, and the next episode will probably be in like 10 seconds anyway.

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