Eddie's Inner Monologue 003
The fuck is ah even doin' in Jadetown? Place's too hoity toity fer a fuckin' tank like maself. Cops're too in yer shit 'roun' these parts anyways. Too much business 'r some shit. Ah don' know, ah jus' don' like it.
Shit ta think of it, ten thou ain't enough ta get me ta troll roun' this cesspit again. Had ta take it though, DM didn' write anythin' else ta fuck wi'.
S'way o' thin's ah s'pose.
Eddie's Inner Monologue 002
The fuck's this shortstop doin' offerin' up a hot ten thou fer a small time bank job? S'way too much creds. Ah don' trust it.
Bitch didn't even say if it was ten thou each 'r ta split it up. Shit, if we wus splittin' it I'da fucked off a couple o' 'em lil 'nes 'fore we got ta Jadetown.
Ah don' know. Even if ah wus in a position ta take the lion's share, ain't nuthin' good comes o' overpriced jobs. Bettin' this 'ne ain't no different.
Eddie's Inner Monologue 001
Ya' know, ah had ma suspections as to the fuckedness o' this 'ere job. Ain't never been on a job that ain't gone southern. This 'ne ain't no different.
For that there record, ah ain't the smartest feller in the world, ah'll admit as much, but ah sure as shit is smart enough to know you don't wanna be goin' fuckin' 'roun' wi' a ragin' toofer, double such wi' this 'ere motherfuckin' teefer.
Ah ain't wastin' both ma time an' ma life force on dealin' wi' this fucker. Ah'm ditchin' the fuckers soon as the DM gets this 'ere shitshow rollin' again.