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"Where's my cap?"
"Qué?"
"My cap. My white USC baseball cap with the leather strap. I was wearing it when I came in. Wearing it backwards."
"No sé, amante."
"Fuck, I need that cap! Would you look under th— oh. Here it is. Cool. What do I owe you?"
"Twenty dollars, bebé."
"Twenty? Fuck that. Here's a fiver."
"Please, senor, twenty."
"Yeah, whatever. I'm outta here. Get off me!"
"Por favor, no, senor. I am very poor."
"Yeah? Well you're ugly too, so snake-eyes, bitch!"
"Qué?"
"Snake-eyes!"
[BEAT]
"Snake-eyes! "
Date Written: March 01, 2004
Author: qualcomm
Average Vote: 4.25