I... ugh...

...Worst hangover of my life...

....Even my flies have headaches...

You know what I've noticed?

You're all fucking faggots.

You know how you make money in Mexico?  Tattooing.
You know how you make money in America? Tattooing.
You know how you make money in Morioh? Tattooing.

Everywhere you go, people want their damn skin marked.  And it makes a hell of a profit.  Less than assassination, but it's quicker.  Though the local tattoo joint it way too damn small...  You know ( Read more... )

Hm hm hm.

I'm back to my old business of killing.  Assassination has changed a lot from the 1800s.

And no, I don't work under Risotto.

And yes, I still ride a horse

Ehehehehe. Versace and me had some fun last night. Well, I did, anyway.

Does that cut in your stomach still hurt, Versace?

...Where the hell am I and how much did I drink last night?