Hobo With A Shotgun Page #2

I don't think I've seen

you around here before.

Let me guess, you

rode in on the rail?

That's right.

So I understand you've been

having a little bit

of difficulty with one

of our young men.

Well, I think you're gonna

need a lot of dump trucks.

Dump trucks?

I don't follow you.

You get out there,

get all the criminals,

put 'em in dump trucks.

Take em to a landfill

site and bury them.

Put 'em in the ground.

I'm not too sure

I know what you're trying

to say here, sir.

What I'm trying

to say is that

people don't go bad

like they do here.

Look,

if I'm being honest,

I can't argue with

anything you say.

Crime in this city has

become an embarrassment.

I've been suspecting

some of my boys

are working with Drake.

C of my officers are givingis

that maniac a free reign?me

So thank god for honest

people like yourself.

You better get those officers

and send them packing.

And start this whole

operation all over again.

Between you and me, I'd love

to bring a wrecking ball

down on Drake.

But he might as

well be KING around here!

King's fall.

You ought to read a

history book, Chief.

Now I gave you this

little bastard,

put him away for life.

Well, we'll certainly see

what we can do about that.

By the way,

did...

anybody officially

welcome you to town yet?

They never do.

Well...

welcome to F***-town.

Hold still,

you slimy maggot!

Get off me!

These two are the

princes of F*** town!

Any idea what we should

do with him, Slick?

Yeah,

hold him still.

Ah!

I'm gonna carve a

billboard into his chest.

You better get that

knife away from me!

Easy Slick, I think you

might be hurting him.

God,

Jesus God boys.

What ever happened to

delicacy and finesse?

This is so you'll

never forget what you are.

I thought this was

a police station.

Not a f***ing circus.

I just wanted to help.

Ah!

And don't forget you

f***ing piece of sh*t,

everyday is garbage day

for street trash like you.

Hey.

You're so hot,

you make me want

to cut my dick off and

rub it all over

your titties.

Why don't you just calm down

and tell me what

you're looking for.

I was hoping to

keep it a surprise.

I've had enough

surprises tonight.

Quit wasting my time.

What's it gonna be?

Come on Abby,

I'm a regular.

Baby, nothing about

you is regular.

Hey, look, I'm the

one with the money

and you're the one

selling your hole...

I know that sweetie,

I'd love to take your money.

So why don't you just

tell me what you're after?

F*** it.

Just give me the

regular, plus 10%.

Okay.

I'm gonna make you love

the taste of my rot!

What the f***?

Get the f*** off me!

Oh my God.

Help me.

I could use a drink right now.

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