No offense, but you got a shitty job, you’re not quite as tall as me, nobody really respects you. Now, me, on the other hand, I got the glory. I get the fame, the money, the jewels, the cash, the Denali. Getting drunk on the reg, f**king good times on the reg, yachts on the reg, sex on the reg. Basically, all the shit that most men fantasize about. But, you get April.
Why give 100% when 35% will get you paid and laid.
If there’s one thing I hate, it’s losing. If there are two things I hate, then it’s losing and getting cancer.
I need to remember that I’m a winner, man. I need to remember that I am better than everyone else.
Enjoy new things for the very first time in your lives.
I’m sober and ready to destroy the competitions.
Well, that might be alright for you, but I was born to fly, dog. Michael Jordan—Air Jordan’s Air Max’s—number 24.
I need you to score me some juice.
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