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God
Laughs When You Die Sample
Bloodbath at Landsdale Towers
Danny Wahlberg, twenty-one, white, and dumb as a box of chicken turds, cleared his throat, blinked three times and said: "You want me to do what?"
Lennox Ravanaugh, thirty-nine, black, and mean as a Republican with a rattlesnake up his dickhole, held up one of a dozen little plastic packets that sat on the table in front of him.
"I said I want you to fuck your sister in the ass."
White Bitch- who had once answered to the name Carrie-Ellen Wahlberg but now answered simply to White Bitch- shook her blond head and pulled a knife.
"You stay the fuck away from me, Danny."
Ravanaugh looked back and forth between the twins. They were good for a few more weeks at least. He chuckled and sniffed the little packet.
“”Bubble bubble toil and trouble,”” he said.
The packet held five chunks of rock cocaine. When smoked, they would produce the kind of chemical satisfaction that squirmed its way down into your DNA, checked out the accommodations and said "Make Room For Daddy."
"Weeeelll?" Ravanaugh sang.
Danny glanced over at his sister, who had certainly seen better days.
"Don't even think about it, Danny," White Bitch said. “I'll cut your fucking nuts off."