I know how to make the bussy cum

and it seemed weird and hilarious that they had gone into East Detroit to buy *********.

For months, he'd only communicate through his sister and his friends.

He refused to tell the customers what he was doing, seemed to go crazy and avoid their calls.

He wanted no part of it, which I still really can't understand, because it's, you know, it's not often that you get paid, you know.

I know. The lawyers did, they subpoenaed him.