My friend Jules came over one afternoon acting very strangely. He brought his friend Vincent who was handsome but it didn’t seem like they were there to horse around or spitroast me like I’d hoped. Soon I found out they had accidentally shot some n***** in the back of their car and I said “does my house look like a dead n***** storage facility?!”

Luckily they left before my wife got home and flipped her s***.

Jimmy Dimmick