Drifter Page #3

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No.

It was too much of an

inconvenience for them

to take care of their sick,

first born son.

So...

...later that night when I was

feeling a little better

and my parents

had gone to sleep...

...I decided to go

into the kitchen

and grab the biggest f***ing carving

knife I could possibly find,

then, tip toe into their bedroom

and turn them

into puzzle pieces.

My point is, Miles,

you f*** with me,

and I'll not only

return the favor,

I'll disembowel the next

generation of your family.

Now, why did you two

come into my town

and start f***ing up my system?

We had a nice living situation

going on here until you

and your f*** hole brother came in

rolling around acting like tough guys.

Hmm?

Hmm.

I don't like to ask

the same question twice.

Now...

Why did you two come into Demyl?

F***...

...you.

Vijah... you're being

very quiet over there.

Yeah, you're being so

f***ing weird!

Why don't you speak, b*tch?!

You speak too much.

What the f*** you say to me,

you little chapped c*nt?! Huh?!

What the f*** you say to me,

you little b*tch?!

I'll shove your little f***ing

face in the ground!

You better watch it!

You better watch it or I'll kill your ass!

I'll kill your f***ing ass!

F***ing ugly ass, c*nt!

You b*tch!

- Watch that mouth of yours, V.

- Hate you, b*tch!

Or I'll cut it

right the f*** off.

Sit the f*** down!

Vijah?

Where are you going?

Yeah. You too good

for us now, huh?

Show's not even over yet.

Show's not even over yet, b*tch!

You better not be going

to see that piece of sh*t.

I'm gonna go to my room.

Is that okay?

No! It's not okay! Sit back down

and finish the show!

I wasn't talking to you.

Doyle?

B*tch!

You look like sh*t, boy.

Not gonna speak, huh?

I guess your brother

won't be either.

You look like

you wanna kick my ass.

Look. Your brother?

He was useless garbage

we had to get rid of.

The world doesn't need

anymore men like him.

We got enough f***ers running

around like they're John Wayne.

The eyes don't lie, boy.

Give me some more!

Give me some more,

right here, huh?

Give me some more

right here, boy!

You're gonna be meeting

the whole family soon

and then your balls will rise

right back up in your ass

where they belong, boy.

So don't be getting

too full now.

The main course has yet to come.

Oh, and by the way...

...you got your brother

all over your face.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

You seem to be taking

a liking to this young man.

Is that true?

He's not like you people.

Us people?

We took you in Vijah.

You'd be an ink spot on a f***ing

windshield if it wasn't for us.

You took me in?

That's one way to put it.

Well, your parents weren't doing

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