Badda Bing

"So, aaay, how ya doin’ ah? Every’tings gud wit you ah? You’re happy? You got enough ta eat? You’re lukkin aftah yaself okay? Yeah? Good, thass good. I’m happy for you. That’s nice. You need any’ting, any’ting at all – you tell me OK? I’ll look aftah every’ting. No prawblem. No questions.  All rite? Atta boy. Yeah? S’all good. I like you kid. Don’t go breakin’ my heart, all right? OK. Any questions?"

No thank you father.


"Nice. Three Hail Mary’s and an Our Father. Now get outta here".

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