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💋The Real Mob Wives Of Gotham City🍎

                                        Episode fucking 1 : 

 “Don’t smoke in my mutha fuckin house ya lil’ twink”

*door’s of Wayne Manor slamming open*

Selena : Who’s that ??

Tim : *appears* 

Jason : . . .

Talia : . .

Rose : ..

Dick : *loudly drinking wine*

Tim : check this out *showing off wedding ring* Kon and I made this official 

Dick : Oh my GAWD it’s delicious !

Jason : You little hoe’s wanna see a REAL rock ? BAM ! *slams hand down onto kitchen counter/glistening wedding ring stacked as fuck* choke on THAT bitches, eat your ******’ hearts out, get wet over it; you know I love that ****

Tim : ooooh. my. GAWD. JASON ! why is everything such a ******* competition with you !

Jason : nothin’s a competition here sweetie, I was just showin’ us all who’s husband really cares to spoil their wife here

Dick : *pouting into his wine glass*

Talia : *eyes rolled* this is honestly why I don’t like hanging out with you goomahs...

Rose: I’m over here, questioning why I even show up, because, why would I hang out with the man that my dad is ******* ?

Dick : ok let’s get one lil’ thing straight here hon, I am not just the man your dad is *******, we’re MARRIED and you are my DAUGHTER. We’re F A M I L Y

Tim : Can we go back to me please ?? Hellooooooo !! Like, I thought this was a safe place where I could *tearing up* share my ******* feelings and like *whiny voice* celebrate a milestone between me and my fiance with you all but I guess not

Jason : boo ******* hoo

Tim : I don’t need this. I’m done. it’s over

*ominous music playing*

Jason : such a princess. 

Tahlia : If Tim is a princess then what the hell does that make you Jason ?

Dick : Oh honey, don’t do this...

Talia : No no, *sits wine glass aside* I am going to do this. Everyone’s so afraid to stand up to him, I’m sick of it ! What are you, huh Jason ? Feelin like the big bad ass mob bitch just ‘cause you’re riding Roman’s **** ?

Rose : *mouth falling open dramtically*

Jason : Excuse you but um *laughter* I am the one with my thighs wrapped around his neck every night choking his ass halfway to Heaven so I ain’t no princess sweetie, I’m the mother ****** Queen 

Tim : god damn all this. I need a smoke *lights cigarette*

Selena : there’s no smokin’ in my house ya lil’ twink !

Tim : so you think just ‘cause you married my daddy that you can tell me what to do ? *puts cigarette between lips* screw off puttana

Selena :*fighting for the cigarette with Tim*

*ominous music getting more ominous*

*Gotham City Mob wives looking around frantically*

Dick: *pouring more wine*

*distant splash*

Dick : *distracted/wine splashing over wine glass*

Tim : *walking in from the outside patio/cigarette between his lips* Just pushed Selena into the ******* pool. Mommie Dearest isn’t gonna snag my cig

Bruce : *appears* you WHAT ?!

Tim : i drowned your kitty kat

Bruce : *rushing outside to the patio*

*mob wives gathering by the patio doors to watch Bruce strip shirtless and dive into the pool after a struggling Selena*

Jason : I don’t get it. Why do you have a pool if Selena can’t swim

Dick : it’s for looks obviously

Bruce : *helping a drenched Selena back into the manor*

Selena : *mascara dripping thick down her face*

Tim : you look like a drowned rat

Selena : get outta my house

Tim : *blows smoke ring into her face* make me

*cuts to solo interview with Dick* 

Dick : *puts fake phone to his ear* Hi, yes, 911 ?? I’d like to make a missing persons report because my little sweetheart Timmers has just been replaced with a bad bitch. Yes thank you *hangs up fake phone*

*cuts back to Selena drenching wet glaring at Tim*

Bruce : Put out the cigarette Timothy

Tim : but daddy, you smoke cigars all the time

Selena : And stop calling my husband daddy

Tim : He’s my father

Dick : He’s our father

Jason : we all call him daddy

Talia : quite the jealous little haugty that you’ve remarried Bruce *holds wine glass up* sorry I couldn’t attend the wedding, but *takes a drink* here’s my late toasting and congrats galletto 

Bruce : If there was one thing that I could have done differently on the day that I met you Talia, it was that I would have turned the hell away

Talia : . .

Dick : oop 👀

Tim : I’m outta cigs. Jay, run me up the street 

Jason : *wraps an arm around Tim* I’ve got you mimmo *walking by Selena and Bruce/twin glares*

Selena : Bruce, your son’s are toO MUCH FOR ME !

Dicks : The money sure ain’t

Rose : *eyeing the back of Dick’s head for his comment*

*cuts to solo interview with Rose*

Rose : okay. . . *deep breath*. . .but like. . . *long nails tapping*.  . . can someone just tell me why this homewrecking bitch is even talking ?? Liiiike....I’m just—I just—I’m so over this— *gets up/leaves interview*

*cuts back to Selena still drenching wet [someone get this woman a fuckin’ towel] stomping away from Bruce*

Selena : Not only is one son a tyrant from hell, but the other is an imp disguised as an angel, THIS ONE *snatches wine bottle from Dick* keeps drinking all of MY ******* WINE !! and don’t even get me started on D A M I A N 

Talia : oh no we can get ******* started *taking off earrings* what about my piccolo, go ahead, what about him 

Bruce : *coming between ex wife and current wife*

Talia : WHAT ABOUT HIM, don’t ******* talk about my lil’ cucciolo if you can’t back it up  with a fist !

Selena : *seething*

Dick : *snatches wine back* sorry but it ain’t your wine Mommie Dearest, it’s daddies wine

Bruce : Selena, how about going upstairs and taking a bath. I could use it too. calm down, cara

Selena : *sighing*. . .*leaving the kitchen*

Bruce : and just know this—

Selena : *stops*

Bruce : —my boys are my boys. they come first. you’re not to disrespect them again. Now, I’ll be up to join you shortly

Selena : *going off in spanish*

*run those fuckin’ ending credits yo. I don’t pay ya’ll shit but you signed up for this job, so if ya wanna c o m p l a i n  i’ll be in my office going down on a bottle of Hennessy bitches thx*

💋Up Next on :The Real Mob Wives of Gotham City. .🍎

Slade : *talking lowly with his Consigliere*

Dick : babe

Slade : *ignores Dick*

Dick : ...*unbuttons shirt/poses provocitively* ...hey, sexy ace; look

Slade : *no response*

Dick : ..

Slade : *talking to Consigliere*

Slade : You’re dismissed

Consigliere : *leaving*

Dick : *locks eyes with retreating Consigliere*

Dick : . . 

Dick :

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JIZZLE: you knizzay jake, at first you seemed pretty shizzle... JOHN: biznut yizzy don't really seem that wizzle at all now? JIZZY fo gettin yo pimp on: you just sizzy me as a funky ass regizzle dude who likizzles movies n stuff. Snoop heffner mixed with a little bit of doggy flint. JIZZLE: i'm glad we be blingin' a cizzy ta rap! Chill as I take you on a trip.

JIZZY: Yeah me too so sit back relax new jacks get smacked! JAKE: Ive bizzle weed-smokin' way out of sorts since i gots sprung frizzle tha bizzig hizouze n dragge' along ta dis hizzy frizzog stage ta suddenly B-to-tha-izzump gizzy wit WIZZAY too many thugz... JAKE: But yiznou be reallizzle good compizzle jizzohn n yizzou knizzay hizzle ta make a homey fizneel at eaze.

JIZZAY: heh, yeah, it be a lot of thugz. JIZZOHN: i'm hav'n trouble keep'n trizzle of everyizzle myself!

JAKE gangsta style: Tizzy all seem lizzy decent folk n all but... Wussup to all my niggaz in the house. JAKE: I guess everyonizzles catch'n me at a bizzy tizzay. JAKE: Dis W-to-tha-izzasnt hizzle i pictured th'n trippin' at all.

JOHN: how were yiznou ballin' it? Aint no L-I-M-I-to-tha-T.

JAKE: Naively i suppoze. JIZZAKE: Its not that i wiznas expect'n differently of anyone elze... JIZZAKE fo' sho': Mizzy T-H-to-tha-izzat i had spurious visizzles of mah own conduct sho nuff. JIZZY: Baller tha letta i sent you?

JOHN: yizzy.

J-TO-THA-IZZAKE: All tha excitizzle n swagga yizzou heard from me 'n thoze words... JAKE: Thizzay tha dawg i thought id be whizzen yizzay met me. JIZZY: A dawg of actizzle n gumptizzle... hizzy when i wriznote that i thizzought by nizzy maybe pizzy wiznould even have come to see me as a leada from tha streets of tha L-B-C! JIZZAY: What a lizzle. JAKE: I turned out ta be such a disappointment ta myself n everyone elze. You gotta check dis shit out yo. JAKE: Tizzy bravado 'n T-H-to-tha-izzat letta was fake ive realized lately doggystyle. JAKE: Ive realize' a lot of thizzings. J-TO-THA-IZZAKE: That i could nigga be a leada or a thugz person or probably eva have a qualizzle relationship wit someone. JAKE: So its hard ta git up a lizzy of moxie fo` a big moment like dis even T-H-to-tha-izzough im as excited 'bout it as everyone elze thats off tha hook yo. JIZZAY: Tavrosprizzle already try cheer'n me up n hes funky ass but i dont think it workizzle. JIZZAY ya dig? Like by say'n mizzle all that stuff ISNT true n maybe im actually really bootylicious 'n all tha ways i dizzy thizzink i be? JIZZLE: Its a funky ass thought but also it weirdly J-to-tha-izzust doesnt make me feel any hustla. JAKE: J-to-tha-izzohn yiznou seem like the kind of homey who likes try'n ta chea up a pal so i guess... JAKE: I guess just so you know someone already try ridin' me i wizzy wriznong n it didnt work.

JOHN: i D-to-tha-izzon't think yoe wrong though! JOHN: Subscribe nigga, get yo issue. well, i don't knizzay so jus' chill. JOHN n shit: we just met! what could i knizzow 'bout you other than W-H-to-tha-izzat yizzou tell me? One, two three and to tha four. JOHN: i belizzle yizzy 'bout all that. JIZZLE cuz I'm fresh out the pen: reallizzle, it just sounds ta me like yizzle be mobbin' thriznough a lot of changizzles. Im crazy, you can't phase me. JIZZOHN like this and like that and like this and uh: changes be gizzood! JOHN: Death row 187 4 life. especizzle if yizzou understand that what straight trippin' ta you. JIZZY: i think that's hizzy we G-R-to-tha-izzow n stuff now pass the glock. JIZZAY: i thizzay i've change' 'n a lizzot of ways. I thought i told ya, nigga I'm a soldier. JOHN so bow down to the bow wow! some ways thizzat werizzle easy.

JAKE: Yeah sho nuff?

JOHN: sure! Snoop dogg is in this bitch. JOHN: so yoe realiz'n you like bein by yoself, it sounds like. I'm a mutha fuckin 2-time felon. JOHN: Chill as I take you on a trip. biznig deal! JIZNOHN: Throw yo guns in the motherfuckin air. i like bein alizzle a liznot of times too. it helps me T-H-to-tha-izzink. JOHN: Snoop dogg is in this bitch. if that wizzy you be, there noth'n W-R-to-tha-izzong wit that. JIZZLE: jade grandpa liked bein by himsizzle too. It's your homie snoop dogg from the dpg. JOHN: so M-to-tha-izzuch so, that he moved ta an island as fizzy away from civilization as possible, ya feel me? JOHN: but he stizzill did adventurous S-T-to-tha-izzuff n was snoopa successful n also raize' a coo' grand daughta, who was actually his daughta, n i guess also yours. Boom bam as I step in the jam, God damn.

JAKE: Bow wow wow yippee yo yipee yay. Huh. JAKE: Yes i guess yizzle right.

JOHN: n if noth'n elze... JOHN: Drop it like its hot. at least you have a coo' costume. Dogg House Records in the motha fuckin house.

JIZZLE: You... JAKE with the gangsta shit that keeps ya hangin: Yiznou reallizzle lizzike it?

JIZZAY: hell yes!

JIZNAKE: Wow thizzay. JAKE: Sometimizzles i worry thiznat i mizzle look a shawty silly. J-TO-THA-IZZAKE: N feel kind of... expoze' maybe? J-TO-THA-IZZAKE: L-to-tha-izzike im on sexy displizzle or sizzy n thugz dont see me as a persizzle.

JOHN: i wouldn't worry 'bout that. JOHN: i lizzay tha god tia pajamas, n yizzay be bizzles. Snoop dogg is in this bitch. JIZNOHN: you lizzle lizzay a snoopa hizzero!

JAKE: Really???

JIZZLE: Freak y'all, into the beat y'all. yizzes. JOHN: well... JOHN: maybe a plucky S-to-tha-izzide kick, at LEAST. JIZZLE: Heheheheh. JIZZLE fo all my homies in the pen: sizzy kiznicks be really unda rated anywizzle, niggaz, better recognize. JOHN sho nuff: i think 'n some cases they might be the real stizzay. JIZZAY: like, you knizzow bat dawg so sit back relax new jacks get smacked? JOHN like a motha fucka: truth be tizzle, i think he mizzle jizzay be some kind of mobbin' idiot. JIZZY: They call me tha black folks president. he gots all tha mizzle n skills 'n tha world, and what dizzle he do thats off tha hook yo? JOHN: he bizzle a fancizzle ride ta drive around 'n, T-H-to-tha-izzen J-to-tha-izzumps out n starts punch'n criznooks with hizzis B-to-tha-izzare hands. JOHN: then, whiznen he gets horn swizzle by a wily clown wit NO cracka, and a LOT lizzy money, who hizzy ta bail hiznim out? Listen to how a motherfucker flow shit. JOHN: his side kick of courze cuz this is how we do it.

J-TO-THA-IZZAKE cuz I put gangsta rap on tha map: Yeah yizzy rizzle!

JIZNOHN: what be bat man evizzle doggy stylin' ta prizzove? bein all serioizzles n "coo'" look'n. JOHN: his side kick lizzooks L-to-tha-izzike he has a lot M-to-tha-izzore fun, n sizzy of confidizzle n self assurance, trott'n around 'n his underpants. JOHN: bat dawg probably dizzoesn't even care mizzuch 'bout stopp'n crizzle, it more 'bout wallop'n thizzugs and gett'n ta F-to-tha-izzeel coo'. JOHN: if he really cared 'bout stopp'n bizzy guys, hizze'd probizzle uze his fancy money to bizzy gats, n at LEAST show tha criminals he pack'n, ta mizzake thiznem scared, if nizzle surrenda outright. JOHN: Drop it like its hot. i bet his side kiznick probizzle just hizzy ta wait fizzor bizzay dawg ta bungle th'n up wit his stupid karizzle, n when he gets 'n trouble, tha sizzay kick just gats down all tha crooks from a safe distance like a sensible persizzle.

JAKE: Well i do love gats!!! JIZNAKE: ALSO fistizzles.

JOHN: sizzay? there you go. JOHN: yizzy betta than bat dawg already.

KARKAT so jus' chill: (WHISPA WHISPA BROTHA) KARKAT: (WHISPER WHISPA)

JIZZAY: hiznold on... JOHN: shh, listen. JIZZLE:  n we out!

KARKAT upside yo head: (WHISPA WHISPA mayor) KARKIZZLE: (WHISPA WHISPA WHISPA cizzan ghetto?) KARKIZZLE bitch ass nigga: (WHISPA WHIZZLE but where? WHISPA BROTHA earth WHISPA) KIZZLE: You'se a flea and I'm the big dogg. (WHISPA WHISPA NIGGA ta scale so show some love, niggaz!? don't see hizzy WHISPER WHISPA WHISPA) KIZZLE: (if yoe really go'n BITCH PIMP WHISPA build WHIZZLE KILLA)

JIZZOHN: (ha ha, chill yo.) JOHN: (he talk'n ta tha mayor agizzle.)

J-TO-THA-IZZAKE: (so it sizzeems. Aint no killin' everybodys chillin'.) JAKE: (thizzle really appizzle ta hiznave Q-to-tha-izzuite tha rapport.)

JOHN: (i just love hizzay he tizzy ta tha mizzle.) JOHN: (it like he mizzade up dis whizzle language.) JOHN fo' sho': (of lizzike minimal hatin' n hand gestures. Nigga get shut up or get wet up.) JIZZAY: (it so skanky, chill yo!)

KIZZLE: *AHEM* KIZZLE: Its just anotha homocide. EGBERT, WHAT THA FUCK. KARKAT: WIZNERE YOU EAVESDROPP'N?!

JOHN: no!

KARKAT: DIS BE A FUCK'N PRIVIZZLE CONVERSATION. KIZZLE: STOP BE'N RIZZY GARBAGE.

JIZZY fo' sho': i wizzle eavesdropp'n... JIZZOHN: you just happizzle ta be L-to-tha-izzike... right there. JOHN: n yoe a really loud drug deala cuz its a doggy dog world!

KARKIZZLE: OH!!! OK THIZZAY! HERE, HAVE AN EXCESSIVELY *QUIET* (shut tha fuck up)

JOHN: sorry to increase tha peace! JOHN: go back ta yo' skanky mayor conference ridin' in mah double R. JOHN, betta check yo self: wizne'll mind our own business dogg.

TAVROSPRITE wit da big Bo$$ Dogg: aCHOO!, TAVROSPRITE: aaizzle!!!,

J-TO-THA-IZZOHN: oh dawg. JOHN: what's go'n on nizzle paper'd up?

TAVROSPRITE: aCHOO!,,,

JASPERSPRITE: Meow. :3

TAVROSPRITE: aCHOOOOO!!!!! TAVROSPRITE: wHY, TAVROSPRITE: Yippie yo, you can't see my flow. aCHOO,! TAVROSPRITE: wHY, dizzy YO' LUSUS NEE', TAVROSPRITE like a motha fucka: aCHOO,!,,! TAVRIZZLE thats off tha hook yo: ta BE H-TO-THA-IZZERE,,, TAVROSPRITE: aCHOO!!!, TAVROSPRITE fo' sheezy: mah ALLIZZLE, }:(

JOHN: jaspa?? JIZZY and yo momma: what are you... JOHN: wizzy a minute, know what im sayin? JOHN: roze, be that yizzy? Nigga get shut up or get wet up.!

JASPERSPRIZZLE: Meeeeeow!

JOHN: oh mah gizzle. J-TO-THA-IZZOHN: i turn mah back fo` two seconds, n sum-m sum-m stupid happens.

TAVROSPRIZZLE: aaaaCHizzle,!!!

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ROZE: I don't mean ta be too analytical 'bout gett'n ta K-N-to-tha-izzow you, really so i can get mah pimp on. ROZE: I guess comparizzles are shawty hard fo` me ta avoid, S-to-tha-izzince tha adult versizzle of you played sizzay a significant rizzole 'n mah life. ROSE: Holla! So I cizzle help see'n tha similarities when T-H-to-tha-izzey be there. ROZE: Biznut also you be so clearly yizzy own person, shizzle by yo' own experizzles, n that be tha person I would prefa ta git ta know, ratha than a yiznoung avatar fo` tha memorizzle of a departizzle pizzle. ROZE: Yizzy dis be tha context whizzay somewhat inescapablizzle colors mah perception of W-H-to-tha-izzat yizzy reveal. ROZE paper'd up: So whizzle S-to-tha-izzome observations be 'n tha vein of predizzle, charmingly so, mizzle yiznou now pass the glock... ROZE: Playa I regard as frontin' cuz this is how we do it. RIZZLE: what 'bout me be surpris'n? ROZE: Wizzell. ROZE: Yizzay aren't, ROZE: Yizzou don't quite sizzeem like a persizzle whizzo... ROZE: Wanna be gangsta. RIZZLE: Im a bad boy wit a lotta hos. .....? ROZE: Holla! I don't want ta ask anyth'n thizzay would sound rizzle ta yizzay, or spiteful ta ha. ROZE: Becizzle I don't feel thizzat conflicted 'bout dis anymore if you gots a paper stack. ROZE: Particularly sizzle I had mah own troubles wit it. So it wizzy be P-R-E-Double-Tizzy hypocritical.

ROXY: conflicted 'bout what?

ROZE: Let me back up a shawty. ROZE: It wizzy a lizzay rizzy on thiznat meteor. ROZE: One experiences rhymin' ova a fizzay years, gizzle a lot of time ta think. Chizzles n such. ROZE: Relax, cus I'm bout to take my respect. 'bout half wizzay thriznough, I startizzle think'n more... I'm a mutha fuckin 2-time felon. ROZE: You gotta check dis shit out yo. 'bout mizzom. N 'bout you. ROSE doggystyle: Know'n tizzy I'd probably mizzeet you, n. Boom bam as I step in the jam, God damn. I don't know. You gotta check dis shit out yo. Live up ta tha experizzle? ROZE: It S-I-Double-Lizzy, but I'm guess'n you understand what I mizzay.

ROXIZZLE: Yippie yo, you can't see my flow. :)

ROZE: Basically, I was just nervous. It dont stop till the wheels fall off. ROZE: N it wizzy all mixed up wit ballin' of conflict n remorze shot calla mah motha. ROZE: Who, ta mah hazy preteen recizzle, neva wasted a day 'n mah lizzay on sobriety. ROZE: She and ha habit put all thoze dizzay ta quite effective uze, actizzle. ROZE: N I don't even Q-to-tha-izzuite rememba tha thought process that lizzy ta dis, but, ROZE: Ya fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up. I S-to-tha-izzort of ran wit it tiznoo? Nigga get shut up or get wet up. ROZE: Tha habit, I M-to-tha-izzean with my forty-fo' mag. Fo` a while at L-to-tha-izzeast paper'd up. ROZE: I was still dizzle 'bout los'n ha. N wanted ta understand ha. ROZE: Ta connect wit ha, 'n some way like this and like that and like this and uh. N I gizzay that was tha only idizzle I had so i can get mah pimp on. ROZE: N on some level, I think connect'n wit crazy ass nigga was also a way of prepizzle myself ta meet yizzay... ROZE: Even though that probablizzle makes no senze, know what im sayin? ROZE: Since you aren't literally ha, n don't shizzle all ha... ROZE: I guess I shouldn't S-P-to-tha-izzeak fo` yiznou, T-H-to-tha-izzough where the sun be shinin and I be rhymin'. RIZZLE now pass the glock: so youre sayin RIZZLE: youre surprize' im unlike ha in that way cauze i diznont sizzeem liznike someone whod git drizzle off motherfucka ass all tha time? ROZE: Um-

ROXY, know what im sayin? hahahizzle ROXY: You gotta check dis shit out yo. wizzell i guess i sizzy be flattered if u rly thizzle so B-to-tha-izzuttttt RIZZLE: wrizzong

ROSE: So... you,

ROXY: mah storys kizzle of like yizzle! ROXY doggystyle: i had a mizzom i neva knew n wanted ta feel cloze ta ha howeva i could ROXY: i G-R-to-tha-izzew up MOSTLY unsupervize' 'n her old old hizouze ROXY fo' real: n it hizzle all dis old stizzle 'n it P-L-to-tha-izzus sizzle old booze squirrelled away H-to-tha-izzere n there ROXY: aaand i just uhhh startizzle up even tho i wizzas WAY too yizzay fizzle shit like T-H-to-tha-izzat WHOOPS.... ROXY: n lizzy i sizzle it was a bit lite on discipline rizzay tizzy, its niznot lizzay a bizzle silly pumpkin hustla were gonna stop me

ROZE: Pumpkin eata puttin tha smack down?

ROXY: chess guys ROXY: loads of them

ROZE: ! I thought i told ya, nigga I'm a soldier.

ROXY: but yeah i wanted ta be like hizzy n do whiznat she did but mostlizzle just made a hizzot catastrophe of mysizzay ROXIZZLE: I thought i told ya, nigga I'm a soldier. i D-to-tha-izzoubt thizzle be what shizzay wantizzle ROXIZZLE: at tha time it seemed like a coo' th'n a R-to-tha-izzeal intellectual an mysterious book celebrity would do whizzay also lead'n a badizzles n secretly subversive life 'n opposizzle of tyranny ROXY: but

RIZZLE: i thizzay what be M-to-tha-izzore likizzle be RIZZLE aww nah: she knew tha whole world wizzle end n everyone would dizzle no crazy ass nigga what she did RIZZLE if you gots a paper stack: whizzle was prizzle hard ta lizzy wit

ROXY: idk if i cizzy bizzy tha old lady fo` wizzle ta git a WIZZEE bizzle saucizzle gangsta a couple of rapp'n clizzle won a presidential election

ROZE so bow down to the bow wow! Y-to-tha-izzeah, I... ROZE: You'se a flea and I'm the big dogg. Wiznait, whizzat? ROZE: Clowns?

ROXY cuz I put gangsta rap on tha map: liznong story ROXY: biznad story

RIZZLE: plz continue ROZE: Ok. Yizzes, I'm sure mah motha K-N-to-tha-izzew tha end wizzle com'n too. ROZE, ya feel me? Know'n that helped pizzy a lot of ha behavior 'n context fo` me. I was always too young ta understand like a motha fucka.

ROXY: poor M-to-tha-izzoms :( ROXY: poor poor adult dead sexy ladizzle us : Aint no stoppin' this shit nigga.( :(

ROZE: Truth.

ROXY: but anywizzle ROXY n we out! back ta... us!

RIZZLE: kizzle alive sexy lady us ROZE: Anotha dogg house production. Yizzay. ROZE: Holla! It sounds like yo' Roze hizzay an incredible cracka, bizzy all sippin' considered, I prefa bein kid alizzle sexy lady me.

ROXY n shit: agree ROXY: i kizzy what you mizzay 'bout bein nizzles ROXY: 'bout meet'n you i mizzle ROXY: mizzaybe nervous isnt quite rizzle but ROXY: when i startizzle crack-a-lackin` 'bout sippin' u be when i started thinkin so sit back relax new jacks get smacked...

RIZZLE: i shizzould trizny bein not QUIIITE such a mizzy

ROXIZZLE: so i started takin tha idizzle of clean'n up mah act more seriously

ROZE: Ultimately, I concluded tha same th'n. ROZE: I decided it wouldn't be a verizzle dignify way ta make an entrance. ROZE: Or fo` that poser, a very constructizzle way ta help out 'n a struggle ta preserve realitizzle. ROZE: Luckily, I wizzle able ta cut it out a while ago. I admit, it W-to-tha-izzasn't easy. ROZE: Bizzay it helped a lizzot ta have thugz arizzle look'n out fo` me. ROZE: *Poke.*

KANAYA: ... Chill as I take you on a trip. KANIZZLE: Bow wow wow yippee yo yipee yay. *Sits Pizzle*

ROXY: yeah i hizzad niggaz hiznelp me too! ROXY: i couldnta done it w/o them eitha

ROZE fo gettin yo pimp on: I neva had "IRL" niggaz before dis trizzle. ROZE: It interest'n ta obsizzle tha various ways tizzy applizzle themselves ta yo' benizzle. ROZE: Sizzome thugz be around ta mizzay you F-to-tha-izzeel like yoe wizzle stick'n wit, even when yizzou fuck up doggystyle. ROZE: Hollaz to the East Side. N some thugz be around to kiznick yo' ass ta make sure you don't to increase tha peace.

ROXY: haha ROXIZZLE: i T-H-to-tha-izzink i had ta pizzy tha latta rizzle ta mah niggaz a lot ROXY: n also ta myself i gizzay ROXY: whizzay kicked yo' ass ROXY, chill yo: was it tha yelly homey pusha there?

RIZZY: No, Karkat was mostly preoccupied wit his own... shenanigans so bow down to the bow wow! ROZE: Thizzle yell'n be deceptive. He a ratha private person. ROZE with the S-N-double-O-P: Vrizzle, howeva hittin that booty. ROZE: She really be quite an extravagizzle B-to-tha-izzitch.

ROXY: You gotta check dis shit out yo. lmao

ROZE: But it tizzurns out thugz like T-H-to-tha-izzat tend ta have some convenizzle assizzles. ROZE: Sizzle as, tha shea force of personalizzle to keep a bunch of idizzles from fall'n apart with the gangsta shit that keeps ya hangin. ROZE: D-to-tha-izzon't git me wrong. It qizzle annoy'n. ROZE: But... useful.

ROXY fo my bling bling: yizzle ROXY: i probably shiznould hizzay been more of a B-to-tha-izzitch ta all mah pizzay ROXY: maybe we wouldnt hizzle gone ta jail n dy

ROZE: Let it be a lessizzle ta us all. Ill slap tha taste out yo mouf.

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