"Bobby where's my crack at?'
"I don't know bitch. What I look like your butler?"
"Oh no you din't. You ain't nothin but a washed up kid star. You just a taller fuckin Gary Coleman."
"Get out of my face bitch. Here's your crack. No go in the ladies and fix yourself up before we goes into the child custody hearing."
"Bobby?"
"What now bitch?"
"Where my toofth at?"
"Damn I knew I should've been hittin on Brandy."
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