texts: Man like you ought not take the Lord's name like you just done. </s> <s> A naked woman, chained in ya house? </s> <s> I'm tellin' you the truth, dammit. I found her beat. Left for dead. So I brung her home.
labels: Laz, I know about that girl.  Good number of this town's sinners got my ear, you know.  Oh, Laz. She's had a mess of crabs and them STD's. What'chu thinking?