Kinda fucked up how everybody just assumes I'm a terrorist because of my criminal history -- past and present -- and my "I graduated with a black belt from terror university, who the fuck are you?" attitude.
the judge bangs his gavel on the stand and says, "i'm gonna cut this shit out right now. you wanna know what i think when i look at waves here? i see a handsome young man, with lips as supple as a rose and hips that would make an hourglass blush."