Egli era il mio migliore amico, passai la mia infanzia con lui nonostante i miei genitori bigotti erano contrariati dal fatto che avessi come amico un...bambino arabo. Ora eravamo adulti, entrambi con molti anni ed esperienza in più.Essendo l’unico ragazzo lui prese le redini del nostro trio, del quale non ebbi obbiezioni a farglielo dirigere. Sicuramente era più carismatico di quanto lo potessi essere io e poi conoscevo poco la sua ragazza, dirle cosa fare e come muoversi non mi sembrava il. I'll give you an example and then you can decide. My mother called me and said she wanted to see me. She had caught a disease and didn't have long to live. I asked my husband to drive me back home to visit."We drove into Roxbury and it was only about a block to my former home. A car came up beside ours and we could see the window being rolled down. A gun appeared and several shots were fired and then the car sped off. My husband died before I could say good-bye. The car crashed into a utility. Do I need to spell it out for you?" You have Dom, I'm going to talk to her about it today." Make sure you do mate, I'd hate to lose a good friend." Thanks, I think."After breakfast we started to put the carpet down and the curtains up. Dom was a pretty handy sort of a chap and knew what to do so before long the room looked quite nice. Jess was as happy as a pig in you know what."It looks great boys, you've done wonders, I think I might just like living here after all, thanks a lot." She gave us. ” The man answered.“I don’t know who in the fuck did this ... But that’s not us in those pictures. Some one set us up.”“Yeah, likely story butt-fuckers. Now get your cock-sucking asses out of here and go find a fucking queer bar to hang out.” A voice came from behind them.The six men began twirling their cue sticks like batons, as Larry looked at Gene. They ran for the back door, getting their backs and asses whacked with cue sticks as they ran.But the door was locked.They broke and ran for the.