Clint signs back, doubt it. You said I left my place in Bed-Stuy, that's
where this happened. Some tracksuit mafia, a real East European grab-bag,
were fighting with me over my building. Their hit-clown stabbed me in the
ears and shot Barney. Dick. They're dealt with.
The sign for "hit-clown" is probably an interesting one.
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ninetydegrees
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on 2015-11-15 01:54 am (UTC)Clint signs back, doubt it. You said I left my place in Bed-Stuy, that's where this happened. Some tracksuit mafia, a real East European grab-bag, were fighting with me over my building. Their hit-clown stabbed me in the ears and shot Barney. Dick. They're dealt with.
The sign for "hit-clown" is probably an interesting one.