“You got some fucking nerve, bitch!!”

“You’re tired, don’t mean it,” she says. She kisses him on the forehead before kissing her left bicep. “Besides, baby, you really think you can get violent with me? I’m one badass bitch!”

“Fucking whore! I trusted you! Even gave you my Grandmama’s fucking ring for my last fix! You street whore! Fuck you!”

“Like I said,” she whispered. “You’re tired. Calm down.” She placed her hands on his shoulder, massaging his neck and sliding her hands up and down his back.

“I almost kicked your ass, bitch. You should really be more careful in the future. Know what I’m saying?”

“You’ll pay me though, right Vinny?”

“How am I gonna pay you bitch? You know I got nothing!”

“In pain,” she responded, boxing his ears. “Pain will just have to do!”

“Why?”

“Because you’re violent,” she screamed, kneeing him in the nuts.

“No!”

“And angry,” she screamed, with a sidekick to the chest.

“Stop!”

“But you’re creepy,” she said before drop-kicking him in the balls.

“Enough!”