Pawn Shop Chronicles Page #2
kick his f***ing ass?
Shut the f*** up.
We gonna come back and
kick your f***ing ass!
Oh, sh*t! F***, man!
You guys are f***in' mean, man.
Yeah, so we just wanna borrow
your gun for a couple of hours
and we'll bring it right back.
Get the f*** outta here.
What the f***, man?
I can't believe that f***-mouth
slammed the door in my face.
I should've kicked his ass. That's
what I should've f***ing done.
- Yep.
- Dumb motherf***er.
Hey..
Didn't we borrow his
lawn mower one time
and then we sold it
instead of taking
it back to him?
I want that machine back
tomorrow, you understand?
Yeah, yeah, you got it.
You got it.
Thanks, Mr. Don.
Huh.
Oh.
- No wonder he's so f***ing pissed.
- Yeah.
Hey, man, I've gotta
ask you something.
Yeah? What is it?
Look, don't be giving
me no bullshit about
how you can't believe I don't
know and stuff, though, okay?
Fine. What is it?
I'm serious, man. You can't
be calling me dumb-ass.
For f***'s sakes, all right.
Okay, we've been in the
Aryan Confederacy now
for about a year, right?
- Yeah. Uh-huh.
- Okay.
There's one thing I
don't understand.
Would you just spit
it out, Raw Dog?
Man, you're freaking me out.
- F***.
- Okay. Okay.
I understand
why we're supposed to
hate n*ggers, okay.
- Yeah.
- They look different,
they walk different,
they talk different.
I get it, okay.
But Jews, man..
Why are we supposed
to hate the Jews?
I just found out Jerry
Springer was a Jew.
Jerry f***ing Springer, man.
If I seen him in the street,
I would kiss his ass
and ask him for an autograph.
I got three Adam
Sandier DVDs at home
and I just found out
he's a Jew, too.
If I was in a building and
10 Jews sit down next to me,
I wouldn't even know it.
So what's the difference?
They got money? Well,
money ain't so bad.
Sh*t, I wish I had some money.
They got big noses.
Damn Teddy's got a
nose that's bigger
than this whole damn truck
and he ain't Jewish.
So, what, are we
supposed to hate him?
For crying out loud.
Jesus is a Jew, man.
I mean, we're talking Jesus.
and we pray to the
King of the Jews, man.
Well?
Now you listen
and you listen good.
If you repeat this,
so help me God..
I will run your ass over, too.
I don't know, either,
man, alright?
I don't know, either.
I mean, hell, I don't
even hate black people.
Tyrone and Bert are some
of my best buddies.
- You know them, right?
- Yeah, man. They're cool, too.
Yeah.
I mean, do you know
how awkward it is
when I got to leave
the card game early
to go to my white
supremacist meeting?
I mean, they seem to understand,
but, hell, it's just..
The only reason I started
going in the first place
is 'cause Greg's wife puts
with them meatballs and
- Yeah, them are good, too.
- Hell, yeah, they're good. F***.
Next thing I know, I'm
going to every meeting,
you know.
Full-blown member. Got
the tats and everything.
So we're pretty much on
the same page, then.
Sounds like it.
We ain't even really white
supremacists at all, are we?
Guess not.
Should we still be going
to them meetings, Randy?
Them little smoky
wieners sure are good.
- Yeah, they're pretty good, alright.
- Yeah.
They are good.
Oh, sh*t!
What the f***?!
- Oh!
- Sh*t!
Hey.
Huh?
What is that? A bow?
Yeah, it's a bow. Let's get it.
What are we gonna get that for?
He's taking a..
- Hey!
- Hey.
Oh, sh*t! Come on, let's go.
Come on, Raw Dog.
Come on, man.
Hey!
Take a guy's bow like that?
F***ing prick.
Hey, see you later
there, cheese dick.
Yeah, Raw Dog! Yahoo!
Sh*t.
That motherf***er.
You okay?
I don't think so.
What happened to you?
This bastard ran me over.
Run over and left for dead, huh?
Yeah.
Take you to a hospital?
I don't wanna go
to the hospital.
I wanna find those
backstabbing cocksuckers.
Revenge, huh?
That's a dangerous word.
It's appropriate,
though, I guess.
You don't look familiar.
You from around here?
Just passing through.
You sure I can't take
you to a hospital?
No.
I know where them
f***ers is gonna be.
I plan on meeting them there.
Only problem is I
pawned my shotgun.
I see.
Give me a second.
Now..
I can't take you there..
But I can offer you this.
- You'd give me your gun?
- I ain't giving you my gun.
I'm offering you salvation.
What the f*** happened
to you back there, huh?
Froze up like a retard.
I can't have you doing
that sh*t in there.
I seen something.
What?
I'd rather not say.
Remember when we was
talking on the phone,
I told you I'd been
up for three days
and I started seeing
some weird sh*t?
Just tell me what you seen.
An army of naked zombie women.
An army of naked zombie women?
Dear God, are you
f***ing losing it?
First Elvis, now this?
What the.. man, pull
your sh*t together, man.
- We got a job to do.
- I know, man.
That's what I'm saying. Is
this such a good f***ing idea?
Maybe we should just.. like, we
should just rest for a couple days
- and get ourselves a f***ing gun.
- No.
can go do that sh*t then.
No, we can't wait.
The fair's right here. It's
making plenty of noise.
All hell breaks loose, ain't
nobody gonna hear sh*t.
Now come on, break out
them f***ing masks.
Come on. Let's go.
I got this one for you.
Yeah, buddy. Whoo-hoo.
Holy sh*t! What
the f*** is that?
- It's a f***ing mask, man.
- Amazing Grace..
It's a f***ing clown mask.
Well, we needed two
f***ing masks.
And I found that there ski mask
and then I found this
here clown mask.
And for a minute I was thinking
and get another ski mask.
But then I was like, "Why
the f*** would I do that?"
'Cause this mask is gonna
work perfectly fine.
I ain't going in there with you
wearing a f***ing clown mask.
Forget that. Uh-uh.
Are you scared of
clowns or some sh*t?
No.
F***in' stop it!
Randy, I'm gonna come and
get you in your sleep, boy.
I ain't f***ing with you.
Stop it, you f***ing bastard.
Okay? Stop it.
What the f*** are
you laughing at?
Youse f***ing scared of clowns.
I ain't scared of sh*t.
F*** it. Come on, let's
go do the goddamn thing.
F***ing a**hole.
F*** you.
What the f*** is
this bullshit here?
Oh, f*** me.
Hey, you put down that there gun
with this f***ing arrow.
F*** your arrow. I got a gun.
You put it down.
You put it down and give us all
that meth you got cooked up.
Randy?
- Is that you?
- Uh..
- No.
- Bullshit!
That's Raw Dog right there.
No, it ain't.
Do I look like a
f***ing idiot to you?
You buy my sh*t every f***ing day.
I know what you sound like.
Wearing a f***ing clown mask
My name's not Raw Dog!
I oughta f***ing shoot
your ass in the head.
Sh*t, you best get that powder
or Raw Dog's gonna shoot
your ass in the head.
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