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10/5/2006, 09:10 AM
Paul Thompson
http://img2.imagepile.net/images/Soonerpsycho/90274ptjules.jpg
Barry Switzer aka The King
http://www.geocities.com/soonerborn91/farks/godfatherking.jpg
:cool: [Paul and Joe John take Colt with them in their car and Joe John's gun goes off and blows Colt's head off]
PT: Oh! What the F***'s happening!:eek:
Joe John: Man, I shot Colt in the face.
PT: Why the f*** did you do that! Oh man I've seen some crazy *** s*** in my time!
Joe John: Chill out, man. I told you it was an accident. You probably went over a bump or something.
PT: Hey, the car didn't hit no motherf***ing bump.
Joe John: Hey, look man, I didn't mean to shoot the son of a bitch! The gun went off. I don't know why.
PT: Well look at this f***ing mess, man. We're on a city street in broad daylight.
Joe John: I don't believe it.
PT: Well believe it now, motherf***er! There ain't no reviewing this s*** in the booth. We gotta get this car off the road. You know cops tend to notice s*** like your driving a car drenched in f***ng blood.
Joe John: Take it to a friendly place, that's all.
PT: We're in Dallas, Bob Stoops ain't got no friendly places in Dallas.
Joe John: Well Paul this ain't my f***ing town! S***! What are you doin'?
:cool: [Paul dials a number on his cellular phone]
PT: I'm calling my partner in Ft Worth.
Joe John: Where's Ft Worth?
PT: Just over the hill here over by the fair grounds . If Roy's *** ain't home, I don't what the **** we're going to do, man. 'Cause I ain't got no other partners in 2-1-4. Hey Roy, yo, how you doin'? It's Paul. Listen up man. Me and my homeboy are in serious f***ing s***. We're in a car and we gotta get off the road, pronto. I need to use your garage for a couple of hours.
:cool: [Roy's house]
Roy: Now let me ask you a question, Paul. When you drove in here, did you notice a sign out in front that said, "Dead whorn storage"?:confused:
PT: Roy...
Roy: Answer the question! Did you see a sign out in front of my house that said "Dead whorn storage"?
PT: Naw man, I didn't.
Roy: You know why you didn't see that sign?
Paul: Why?
Roy: 'Cause storin' dead whorns ain't my f***in' business!
[Paul talking with Bob Stoops on the phone]
Paul: I don't wanna hear about no motherf***in' ifs. All I wanna hear from yo' *** is, "You ain't got no problem, Paul. I'm on the motherf***er. Go back in there, chill them niggaz out and wait for the calvery which should be coming directly."
Bob: You ain't got no problem Paul. I'm on the moterf***er. Go back in there, chill them niggaz out and wait for the King who should be coming directly.:cool:
[B]The King: Jimmie, lead the way. Boys, get to work.
Joe John: A please would be nice.
The King: Come again?
Joe John: I said a please would be nice.
The King: Get it straight buster - I'm not here to say please, I'm here to tell you what to do and if self-preservation is an instinct you possess you'd better f***ing do it and do it quick! I'm here to help - if my help's not appreciated then lotsa luck, gentlemen.:mad:
Paul: No, Mr. Switzer, it ain't like that...
Joe John: I don't mean any disrespect, I just don't like people barking orders at me.
The King: If I'm curt with you it's because time is a factor. I think fast, I talk fast and I need you guys to act fast if you wanna get out of this. So, pretty please... with sugar on top. Clean the f***ing car!:cool:
[After cleaning the car]
Roy: I can't believe this is the same car.
The King: Well, let's not start sucking each other's d***s quite yet. Now boys, listen up. We're going to a place called Monster Joe's Truck and Tow. I'll drive the tainted car. Paul, you ride with me. Joe, you follow in my Acura. We run across the path of any John Q. Laws, nobody does a f***ing thing unless I do it first. What did I just say?
Paul: Nobody does a f***ing thing unless...
The King: Unless what?
Paul: Unless you do it first.
The King: Spoken like a true prodigy. How about you, Lash LaRue? Can you keep your spurs from jingling and jangling?
Joe John: Look, Mr. Switzer, my gun went off, I don't know why, and now you're helping us out of the situation. I'm cool with it, all right?
The King: Fair enough. Now I drive real f***ing fast, so keep up. I get my car back any differently than when I gave it, Monster Joe's gonna be disposing of two bodies.
This might be the final edition of Pulp Thompson. I am running out of scenes in the movie to use. If I can thing of something good I will use it but rest assured PT will make his way into another movie, some how - some way:D
For now...BEAT SAXET and BOOMER SOONER!:cool:
Thanks to SoonerBorn68 for the nice fark The King.
http://img2.imagepile.net/images/Soonerpsycho/90274ptjules.jpg
Barry Switzer aka The King
http://www.geocities.com/soonerborn91/farks/godfatherking.jpg
:cool: [Paul and Joe John take Colt with them in their car and Joe John's gun goes off and blows Colt's head off]
PT: Oh! What the F***'s happening!:eek:
Joe John: Man, I shot Colt in the face.
PT: Why the f*** did you do that! Oh man I've seen some crazy *** s*** in my time!
Joe John: Chill out, man. I told you it was an accident. You probably went over a bump or something.
PT: Hey, the car didn't hit no motherf***ing bump.
Joe John: Hey, look man, I didn't mean to shoot the son of a bitch! The gun went off. I don't know why.
PT: Well look at this f***ing mess, man. We're on a city street in broad daylight.
Joe John: I don't believe it.
PT: Well believe it now, motherf***er! There ain't no reviewing this s*** in the booth. We gotta get this car off the road. You know cops tend to notice s*** like your driving a car drenched in f***ng blood.
Joe John: Take it to a friendly place, that's all.
PT: We're in Dallas, Bob Stoops ain't got no friendly places in Dallas.
Joe John: Well Paul this ain't my f***ing town! S***! What are you doin'?
:cool: [Paul dials a number on his cellular phone]
PT: I'm calling my partner in Ft Worth.
Joe John: Where's Ft Worth?
PT: Just over the hill here over by the fair grounds . If Roy's *** ain't home, I don't what the **** we're going to do, man. 'Cause I ain't got no other partners in 2-1-4. Hey Roy, yo, how you doin'? It's Paul. Listen up man. Me and my homeboy are in serious f***ing s***. We're in a car and we gotta get off the road, pronto. I need to use your garage for a couple of hours.
:cool: [Roy's house]
Roy: Now let me ask you a question, Paul. When you drove in here, did you notice a sign out in front that said, "Dead whorn storage"?:confused:
PT: Roy...
Roy: Answer the question! Did you see a sign out in front of my house that said "Dead whorn storage"?
PT: Naw man, I didn't.
Roy: You know why you didn't see that sign?
Paul: Why?
Roy: 'Cause storin' dead whorns ain't my f***in' business!
[Paul talking with Bob Stoops on the phone]
Paul: I don't wanna hear about no motherf***in' ifs. All I wanna hear from yo' *** is, "You ain't got no problem, Paul. I'm on the motherf***er. Go back in there, chill them niggaz out and wait for the calvery which should be coming directly."
Bob: You ain't got no problem Paul. I'm on the moterf***er. Go back in there, chill them niggaz out and wait for the King who should be coming directly.:cool:
[B]The King: Jimmie, lead the way. Boys, get to work.
Joe John: A please would be nice.
The King: Come again?
Joe John: I said a please would be nice.
The King: Get it straight buster - I'm not here to say please, I'm here to tell you what to do and if self-preservation is an instinct you possess you'd better f***ing do it and do it quick! I'm here to help - if my help's not appreciated then lotsa luck, gentlemen.:mad:
Paul: No, Mr. Switzer, it ain't like that...
Joe John: I don't mean any disrespect, I just don't like people barking orders at me.
The King: If I'm curt with you it's because time is a factor. I think fast, I talk fast and I need you guys to act fast if you wanna get out of this. So, pretty please... with sugar on top. Clean the f***ing car!:cool:
[After cleaning the car]
Roy: I can't believe this is the same car.
The King: Well, let's not start sucking each other's d***s quite yet. Now boys, listen up. We're going to a place called Monster Joe's Truck and Tow. I'll drive the tainted car. Paul, you ride with me. Joe, you follow in my Acura. We run across the path of any John Q. Laws, nobody does a f***ing thing unless I do it first. What did I just say?
Paul: Nobody does a f***ing thing unless...
The King: Unless what?
Paul: Unless you do it first.
The King: Spoken like a true prodigy. How about you, Lash LaRue? Can you keep your spurs from jingling and jangling?
Joe John: Look, Mr. Switzer, my gun went off, I don't know why, and now you're helping us out of the situation. I'm cool with it, all right?
The King: Fair enough. Now I drive real f***ing fast, so keep up. I get my car back any differently than when I gave it, Monster Joe's gonna be disposing of two bodies.
This might be the final edition of Pulp Thompson. I am running out of scenes in the movie to use. If I can thing of something good I will use it but rest assured PT will make his way into another movie, some how - some way:D
For now...BEAT SAXET and BOOMER SOONER!:cool:
Thanks to SoonerBorn68 for the nice fark The King.