texts: Someone else's--where the fuck are they gonna-- </s> <s> You want a toe?  I can get you a toe, believe me.  There are ways, Dude.  You don't wanna know about it, believe me. </s> <s> But Walter--
labels: I'll  get  you  a  toe by  this afternoon--with nail  polish. These fucking amateurs.   They send us a toe, we're  supposed to  shit our- selves with fear.  Jesus Christ. My point is--