
Now ain't this some bullshi*t? How's my boy Ronnie 'Mr. Biggs' Isley end up in the Gray Bar Hotel with Tossed Salad Man and your boy Wesley Snipes ends up getting put on a 'payment plan' by Uncle 'Gangster' Sam? Something's fishy up in herrr, y'all. Either Mr. Biggs had a public defender or Wesley's got a politician in his pocket (or a high powered lawyer like Johnny Cochran (moment of silence please...))
Now new word has come to the basement that Gangster Sam has been quoted as saying 'Ah hell naw - homey don't play that' and he's claiming the only deal on the table is his original southside prison pimp slap. What's going on?

What's even more clear is that homeboy Wesley ain't got the first plan to come back to Gangster Sam's hood (aka the U.S.) anytime soon. He's still shooting his currently flick 'Gallowwalker' in Namibia and once that joint wraps ol boy is headed to Thailand to shoot his next flick 'Chasing the Dragon' in which he plays "an FBI agent in Asia on the tail of a drug lord". Man, that's kinda funny - Wesley playin' a member of Gangster Sam's posse, while Gangster Sam's real posse is on his tail. That's what they call 'deliciously ironic', y'all.
Peace@Least,
Tyrone
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