Mother Sister:
Hey, you old drunk, what did I tell you about drinking in front of my stoop? Move on; you're blocking my view. You are ugly enough; don't stare at me. The evil eye doesn't work on me.
Da Mayor:
Mother Sister, you've been talkin' about me for 18 years. What have I ever done to you?
Mother Sister:
You a drunk fool.
Da Mayor:
Besides that? Da Mayor don't bother nobody and nobody no bother da Mayor but you. The Man just tends to his own business. I love everybody. I even love you.
Mother Sister:
Hold your tongue, you don't have that much love.
Da Mayor:
One day you're gonna be nice to me. We may both be dead and buried, but you're gonna be nice - at least civil.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:14