Stroker and Hoop2004

[Hoop's Mom meets her match with Chica]

Chica:
Yo, Rose, you and me, we got some unfinished business.

Hoop's Mom:
About the knives, Chica, there's something I've been meaning to tell you.

Chica:
Oh, no, I ain't accepting no apologies. Cost me two kilos of H and half the Mahjongg racket to buy my way out of solitary.

Hoop's Mom:
No, no, it's not an apology. It's something else.

Chica:
Oh, yeah? What is that?

[Hoop's Mom then pulls out a knife and stabbed Chica right in the gut]

Hoop's Mom:
I didn't turn them all in, [bleep]. Mess with the Rose, and you're gonna get the thorns.

Coroner Rick:
Way to go, Rose!

Hoop's Mom:
I can't take it anymore, Coroner Rick!

[Hoop's Mom slits her throat]

Coroner Rick:
OH, GOD! NOOO! [climbs the barbed-wires]

Police Officer Guard:
What the hell are you doing? You can use a door. You work here.

Coroner Rick:
I know, I know. Dumb idea.