Take a right off the XXX entertainment store and the Waffle House, there's a creaky flickering neon Light on the wall of the alley and above the door pointing to the "hospital". Be careful, the hobos have evolved to the point where they can smell fear.
Might be hard to identify which one you are in that case.
Okay then it's settled. As soon as you have all $75,000 in cash come to my warehouse downtown in the dark alley with all the dead cats and hobos.
She's a bitch but it'll do.
I don't even want to know how that happened. Okay then would a dora the explorer sticker suffice?
Aw hell no. Not after the last one got lodged in my rectum.
What about a bouncy ball in replacement of a sticker? We can negotiate here.
I'm a shrewd businessman, and I demand a sticker as well as the lollipop. How do you like that?
Ah, right. That saves money for everyone! I wonder if that carnival downtown has some useable lollipops in the dumpster... I may give that a try. Now remember, I need the money in cash so you can get your precious strawberry lollipop.
Remember I'm a necrophiliac. Expiration dates are nothing to me.
