ES: Give me something crazy.
IT: Okay, here goes one. [Clears throat.] “I need a three-way wench that’ll play Jasper in a stench and take ’em around the horn. No Jean or John this ho couldn’t con cause that trick was never born.”
ES: Good lord.
IT: “She’ll stuff like an ace, never lose a case, and leave many a mark in debt. She’ll be rated the best in the east and the west when the boosting hand goes down.”
ES: You’re unstoppable!
IT: “Now I heard hos cry about the wind behind and the law being on their tail. About snow and sleet bein’ asshole deep and the tricks can go to hell.”
ES: This is all in your brain?
IT: “In some greasy spoon, a juke saloon, you’ll find them killing their time. Crying hard luck tears and suckin’ up beers and the pimps ain’t giving a dime.”
ES: The whole interview should be just you doing this.
IT: “Turning half-dollar tricks just to get a fix, because their pussy is doing the pimpin’. They’re just ruining the name of one helluva game, because their pimps are doing the simp.”
ES: Okay, okay, stop, I can’t take it.
IT: I can do more.