~b~Lester~w~~n~Aw, man. I'm drunk and I'm fucked!
~y~Huang~w~~n~What's wrong, fat man?
~b~Lester~w~~n~I've been partying hard with the Angels - digging for info on that FIB rat.
~b~Lester~w~~n~I was real discreet. I didn't give anything away. Stone cold.
~b~Lester~w~~n~The problem is I'm too shit-faced to complete the Angels' final initiation test.
~b~Lester~w~~n~Sell a bunch of their merchandise.
~y~Huang~w~~n~What the fuck is wrong with you?
~b~Lester~w~~n~They wanted me to prove I wasn't a narc, so I was smoking coke laced bong hits for two days.
~y~Huang~w~~n~It's all gone. Now, take the Angels their drug money.
~b~Lester~w~~n~You're a life saver, baby! I'm gonna remember you in my will!
~y~Huang~w~~n~Please don't. I'm going to want to forget we ever met.
~b~Lester~w~~n~Give me a fucking break. I thought my fucking heart was going to stop.
~b~Lester~w~~n~You've gotta sell their shit for me, buddy.
~b~Lester~w~~n~I'm middle aged, over weight and about to die of a coronary.
