U and your no-good worthless 2 bit familia had nothing to eat so u moved in on the orphan and widow next door. There was good old fashion Mediterranian grubs all the way up to gourmand Greek entrees. U got ur fill and that freed up some cash for da x-tra beer down da watering hole. Ur sister did a few tricks at da bar after da d i v o r c e but dat was ok since she got da big one her good old gold heart desired! Da two punks got bigger, wanted space wanted cash to date dem bitches, but by den da orphan next door was a college grad, and dere was cash flowin in. As da years went by da widow traveled, remarried had cash and jewels and u didn't tink dat ur 2 bit sob Bar-b's boys should dig ditches. U went for a couple of credit card transfers seen how da bitch Kwklynn covered for u, and her bow low-blow was in on da deal. But what got u on easy street was da widows ice. Diamantes, brought in fame and fortune, bught the sob's civil service jobs, and den some. U renovated da dump for u and Bar-b, bought uz furnishings too. Now when u go next door to grab somemores da widows place looks so old, so beet up if it wasent for ur fix on da big screen for hard core u would hardly set foot in deeeaaass!!! Dats not all dough. U need to get in touch wit oder victims, widows, loners, anyone. U iz 70 now da granDKIDS real hungry bitches need DA GOOD LIFE! BEFORE U ROT AND GO TO HELL U JUST GOT TO SEE DEM BEUTS DRIVING IN STYLE ON DEIR WAY TO HELL FOR DA REUNION WIT U AND DA OLD GAL BAR-B
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