Morning Mail – 1.6.11

Reggie: I got chased by a motherfuckin' Mexican and a big white bitch today. Looking like a project power ranger, chasing me all over this place.
Gina: What are you talking about, Reggie?
Reggie: There was some kind of diamond heist near the beach today, right? Bucum, chasing me. I'm running. I accidentally hid in the back of the damn crooks' van.
Gina: A diamond heist, Reggie?
Reggie: Then they tried to kill me.
Gina: So, what happened after that? How did you escape?
Reggie: How did I escape? You know how I escaped. I fought my way up out of there.
[wildly hitting at the air]
Reggie: I hit about five dudes, knocked about three bitches down. You know I don't play, Gina.
Gina: Baby, you can't fight.
Reggie: Who can't fight? I was knockin'. I hit this one dude. He ran up on me. I was like, "Mmm!" [wildly hitting at the air]
Reggie: He hit me in the head twice. And I did... Look. And I grabbed. And then he hit me one more time. You can't tell me. See, I'm nervous and paranoid, man.
(Source: All About the Benjamins)

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