YOU SPIT LIKE YOU'RE ILLITERATE; YOU GOT THE VOCAB OF AN IDIOT
Feast on this, small timers:
GRIME AND PUNISHMENT
Dis how it is, in Prussia (c 1400s).
SCENE 1 EXT: K_____n Bridge
Raskolnikov basically is just running around in a slight frenzy.
Raskolnikov: Fuck blood I just merk'd up my fucked Landlady, trust.
DJ: My days, you best believe dis how we graft in dose flats. You strapped?
Raskolnikov: Ayo I got a flamer but I bust that shit with an Axe.
The Po-Po arrive.
From this point on Raskolnikov goes into the guilts, just walking around in a psychological fugue interacting with others, it gets less interesting unless you like shit that is an Internal Monologue. Brief synopsis of IOYC: best if you're slightly demented of Prussia and right the fuck into Gaming, chill out in a Prison of Omsk.
"I PREFER THE NORTON CLASSICS EDITION"
I prefer when you shut up.
'We All have To Make Choices'
GRIME AND PUNISHMENT
Dis how it is, in Prussia (c 1400s).
SCENE 1 EXT: K_____n Bridge
Raskolnikov basically is just running around in a slight frenzy.
Raskolnikov: Fuck blood I just merk'd up my fucked Landlady, trust.
DJ: My days, you best believe dis how we graft in dose flats. You strapped?
Raskolnikov: Ayo I got a flamer but I bust that shit with an Axe.
The Po-Po arrive.
From this point on Raskolnikov goes into the guilts, just walking around in a psychological fugue interacting with others, it gets less interesting unless you like shit that is an Internal Monologue. Brief synopsis of IOYC: best if you're slightly demented of Prussia and right the fuck into Gaming, chill out in a Prison of Omsk.
"I PREFER THE NORTON CLASSICS EDITION"
I prefer when you shut up.
'We All have To Make Choices'