FICTION FROM DR. DRIVE BY
CHAPTER 6D HAUNTED TELEVISION ' Shit nigga, who you think you jivin with? You simple lookin muthufukka? We aint no funk operation like Cool.' Host rolled back in the chair. Lacing his fingers over his belly he sighed contrmptuously of Szgabu and belched, 'See, in this organisation we try to do the... Sign in to see full entry.