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all the guys are scared.

I gotta date guys from

Jersey. It's horrible.

What?

- It's Vic.

- Aw f***, it's the dyke from

Shut up, she's my friend. Be nice.

One second!

Can't f***ing stand her.

She always ruins everything.

Shut up!

- She's bisexual, ok?

- So what? She's still a f***ing dyke.

You have to remind me about your fling with her?

It was one drunken night.

Don't be such a f***ing woman.

One sec, sweetie.

- Hi.

- Hello, lover.

- How are you, beautiful.

- I am great.

Please, no lesbo action

in front of me, okay?

- Unless it's a threesome, c'mon.

- Don't mind him.

That's alright.

I'm used to his slime.

Hey, how you doing?

You look so great.

Oh my god, your hair looks amazing?

You like that?

Don't you think her hair looks great?

Looks like she did it with

a wrench of something.

- Just shut up.

- Nice to see you too, buddy.

- Sit down. You want something to drink?

- Sure.

She lives with me now,

lesbo, okay?

Okay. Yeah, it would seem so,

seeing as I knocked on your front door

and she answered it

Al, you confused yet?

- What?

- Drunk yet?

- Come on babe, you can do it.

- It's that obvious, is it?

- You f***ing drunk.

- Come here, baby.

F***! Son of a whore!

Al, stop it!

- Jesus Christ!

- You sir are a moron.

You are the walking talking reason that

we should all be lesbians.

Yes, I think

I just became one.

- So, your hair looks amazing.

- Thank you.

Really looking good.

- Plus y'know I've been uh, I been hitting the gym a lot.

- Oh yeah?

I've already added like 2 inches

to my arms, an inch to my chest

Nice.

Trying to get those big shoulders

so I can beat up Al.

I wanted Al dead

from the moment I met him.

It was his maleness that I detested.

His essence.

It wasn't his fault.

He couldn't get away with it, y'know.

It was him. He was the product

of his horrible childhood.

But ...

Give a kiss.

Yeah, see what you're missing?

See you later.

No tongue f***ing action

while I'm away, girls.

I just came in her five minutes ago.

Thanks for the head's up.

Get outta here.

Is it good?

- Who's it for?

- Jose Vargas.

What?

The one thing we gotta stick to is

I didn't sell it to Jose. Okay?

Al would kill me if he knew

I sold to a Puerto Rican.

As long as he doesn't think ...

I sold to a Puerto Rican,

we're fine, we're fine.

He's just the muscle.

I'm the broad with all the plans, right?

I'm the businesswoman, I got

the big plans.

- You got big plans?

- Yeah.

- You know.

- I hope I'm in them.

You know you are.

Kat, if he hurts you again,

I'll f***ing kill him.

That's a promise.

My daughter Kat.

She was always attracted to danger.

Yeah, even as a little girl.

She was always doing something that

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