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- All right. Gimme three grams of madman. - Okay. Now, if it's as good as you say it is, I'll come back and buy another thousand. I just hope that I still have some left for ya, but I'm givin' you some out of my own private stash. That is what a nice guy I am. - I'm outta balloons. Is a baggie all right? - Yeah, that's cool. All right. I'll just get one for ya. Honey, will you get me some baggies and, uh, twistix from the kitchen? [ Woman ] Okay. Hey, uh, what do you think about Trudi? She ain't got a boyfriend. - You wanna hang out and get high? - Which one's Trudi? -The one with all the shit in her face? -No, that's Jody. That's my wife. - [ Chuckles ] I'm sorry, man. - Thank you. - No, I can't. I gotta be someplace. - All right, no problemo. - I'll take a rain check. - [ Knocking ] - Oh. - Thank you, Jody. Still got your Malibu? Oh, man, you know what some fucker did the other day? - What? - Fuckin' keyed it. - Oh, man, that's fucked up. - Tell me about it. I had it in storage for three years. It was out five days, and some dickless piece of shit fucked with it. They should be fuckin' killed, man. No trial, no jury, straight to execution. I wish I could've caught him doin' it. I'd have given anything to catch that asshole. - It'd been worth him doin' it just so I could've caught him. - What a fucker! What's more chicken-shit than fuckin' with a man's automobile? - Don't fuck with another man's vehicle. - You don't do it. - It's just against the rules. - Thank you. Thank you. - Mind if I shoot up here? - Hey, mi casa es su casa. Muchas gracias. [ "Bullwinkle Part ll" ]