|
girly, blog novel, personals, jennifer esposito, algieria, carmela soprano, photography, cool, saudi arabia, puff daddy, gabriel jeffrey, catherine scorsese, beer, arthuriana, frank adonis, overheardnew york, wordssong lyrics dmx get at me dog (remix) unknown, 1954 in sports,
|
I read about kelly macdonald this guy who gets on kelly macdonald the MTA here, dies. Max: Oh. Vincent: Six hours he's riding the subway before anybody notices his corpse doing laps around L.A., people on and off sitting next to him. Nobody notices. Max: Hey. He, he, he fell on the cab. He fell, he fell from up there on the motherfucking cab. Shit. I think he's dead. kelly macdonald Vincent: Good guess. Max: You killed him? Vincent: No, I shot him. Bullets and the fall killed him. Max: I can't drive you around while you're killing folks. It ain't my job! Vincent: Tonight it is. Vincent: Okay, look, here's the deal. Man, you were gonna drive me around tonight, never be the wiser, but El Gordo got in front of a window, did his high dive, we're into Plan B. Still breathing? Now we gotta make the best of it, improvise, adapt to the environment, Darwin, shit happens, I Ching, whatever man, we gotta roll with it.
|
