>you will never be part of this crew
Why even live at this point
>you will never be part of this crew
Why even live at this point
>having a rat fuck in your crew
Let me tell you a couple of three things.
>you will never be so good at mariokart you can win won handed
a rat, a sociopath, a junkie fuck up, a retard, a kike, a wannabe and a fob... nice
one*
also classic paul dano in sopranos
SUCK OUR COCKS?!
carmine always said they were a glorified crew
>As the Talmud says
>fuck what he says
>implying they'd let a beta such as yourself in their social club
nice try nigger
Is there a more punchable face in the whole show?
hey, ease up, he did 20 fucking years
Tell that to my dead fuckin brother!
>I'll take that discman and I'll ram it up your box
>you will never be apart of their crew
JDIMSA
what'd he mean by this?
He was trying to create a little dysentery in the ranks.
>wake up
>wipe the cigar ashes, tomato sauce, stripper glitter and gabagool grease from my polyester short-sleeved collared bowling shirt
>breathe heavily and as loudly as possible on my trek down the stairs and across my McMansion to the kitchen (probably the most exercise I've done in years, I never did have the makings of a varsity athlete)
>fix myself a hearty plate of gabagool with a side of gabagool
>pour myself a glass of Tropicana™ with some pulp to wash down the diabetes
>here comes A.J down the stairs
>it's been a good week for him, he only attempted suicide 5 times and he got an F+ on his community college Remedial Arithmetic quiz
>I'm proud of him
>So proud of him that I take him outside to see his new car. My son only drives the best
>A brand-new stretch hummer limo. The safest money could buy, and it gets ten feet to the gallon
>A.J. starts bitching about the environment
>Tell him I'll throw his ass back in the pool if he doesn't shut the fuck up and get in the hummer limo
>He gets in, the hummer limo immediately bursts into flames
>A.J. survives, is angry he's still alive and goes back up to his room to jerk off to interracial porn
>Carmela arrives, she's back from the gabagool market
>She presents to me crates, barrels, backpacks and suitcases packed to the brim with delicious gabagool
>"It took me hours to gather all this gabagool, Tony. A thank you would be nice."
>Give her a gabagool and cigar flavored kiss on the cheek and a crisp $100 bill, and pat her on the head. That'll do, Carm, that'll do.
>Phone rings, it's Meadow
>Everything goes to black, there's no punchline. Fuck you, lmao!
What the fuck was Phil's problem
SUCK OUR COCKS??!
Kill yourself faggot
his last name
Well, we're anonymous