Quote:
Originally posted by pimpdog@Nov 16 2003, 02:15 AM
enjoy your sad miserable life as a single man that pays for his pussy.
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Ralph: Women, women, women. Why wasn't I born handsome instead of rich?
Tracee: Leave me alone.
Ralph: What's the matter with you? What are you bein' like this for?
Tracee: Fuck you. Three days you don't call, even to see how I am.
Ralph: Baby. I'm busy. I gotta work. How else am I gonna take care of you when you're nine months pregnant?
Tracee: You serious?
Ralph: Of course I'm serious. We'll get a little house. In a cul de sac. I know a guy who's a mortage broker.
Tracee: Really? Ralphie....I love you.
Ralph: I love you too baby. Hey...if it's a boy, we'll name him after me. If it's a girl, we'll name her Tracee after you. This way she can grow up to be a cock-suckin' slob just like her mother.