12 oz. Mouse2005

Peanut Cop:
Oh, here's a good idea. Let's find some guns and play with them.

Golden Joe:
Damn straight. Give me a gun. I'll give you a heart attack.

Peanut Cop:
Nice.

Golden Joe:
I don't care how many little chitterlings you had.

[Golden Joe shoots Peanut when tiny bullets came out that didn't affect him]

Peanut Cop:
Ok, here's it. You give me a gun, then I'll say, "Give me the guns." [laughs]

Peanut Cop:
Where's my hat? Joe, be honest with me. Is my hat on my head?

Golden Joe:
I don't dress your ass in the morning. Shut the freak up.

Peanut Cop:
Cool. Alright, so first, ahem, we get the Liquor. Then it'll be like, "Give me your hands". [shoots mid-air]