Spizzle up yo' hood!

[Jaxen Marveet]

You have given us a gift, Michael.

*bows.

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That smile of Eilas' was creepy as a muthafucka. Jaxen had his own slippery smile dat da thug whipped up at opportune moments yo, but Elias's pearly whites was figuratively tinged red wit tha taste of blood. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I be fly as a gangbangin' falcon, soarin all up in tha sky dawwwwg! Other than that, n' havin zero clue bout how tha fuck ta rap ta dem hoes, if Elias straight-up did what tha fuck Sierra boasted, da thug was one of mah thugs ta stay on they phat side. Jaxen recalled tha sense of juice dat reared its skanky, yet sublime, head back all up in tha river n' shit. Tarin holla'd they would keep gettin stronger until they simply stopped one day. It make me wanna hollar playa! Jaxen hoped Elias had reached dat point, cuz if not, da perved-out muthafucka shuddered ta imagine how tha fuck much mo' ominious they powers would grow.