We had a compromise. It's called the bill of rights. Goes like this:
- I'll say what I fucking want and associate with who I fucking please.
- I'll fucking shoot you if you get in the way.
- You stay rhe fuck out of my house.
- Did you fucking hear me? STAY OUT OF MY HOUSE. AND LEAVE MY SHIT ALONE.
- You're not the fucking boss of me. My crew will tell me when I'm out of line.
- I'm fucking going home when I please, no matter what you say I did.
- If you think I owe you, I don't unless my crew fucking says so.
- Don't fuck with me about shit that doesn't deserve it.
- Just because I didn't say it doesn't mean you shouldn't back the fuck off. Use your goddamn brain.
- You don't get to make up shit and say you're in charge of it. My house. My rules.