Mostly I decided that because Marty told me, “Ed wants all your shit out of our house. You still have that one heavy ass duffel bag.”I agreed to t...ke the bag off her hands. With the bag, I definitely couldn’t fly on a commercial plane. Not only was it filled with weapons of all kinds, also most of them had been taken from criminals. Criminals who I knew would never be convicted on the evidence I had on them. I also knew they wouldn’t want to risk having the weapons checked too closely against. His got pregnant and then left him with the k** and ran off to become a pink haired go go dancer slut just like I said anyway it just so happened he came over to my apartment one summer night and we were hanging out he was bitching about her and how she fucked him over and stuff and also complaining about his back hurting he pulled a muscle in the middle of his back so I offered to massage it for him we were both high on beer and he said okay so we went into my bedroom and I told him to get. They’re not your little bitches, so know your place. I’ve done you no harm and neither has Cowpoke, from what I can tell, so leave us the hell alone! This is Charlemagne, and I’m not gonna put up with your shit!” Charles interjected.“Charlemagne, like the fuckin’ emperor? Well, listen here, Your Majesty, I’m gonna tie you to a chair and have my men cut off your little dick and your balls while you watch me fuck your woman into next week and put a baby in her little tummy! Then, if you’re lucky,. . and we and the CYG sort of take care of her and chaperone and things like that." The most ridiculous thing I ever heard of. You'll get us all in trouble with the law. Sanctuary... bullsh..." and the deacon cut off his undeaconlike expression. Looking across the room he saw his partner and signalled for him to go onto the foyer."You saw them didn't you?" You mean the new hooker and the one you said we were going to get?" That's right. But the meddling goddamn women have got the young one.