bro sold me spoiled milk at dollar general dont trust bro im still ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ till this day

+Rep went with me to go pump fake the cops went out like a man

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+rep he called the president and told him i wanted my money for a brick i fronted him

My name is Walter Hartwell White. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Albuquerque, New Mexico, 87104. This is my confession. If you're watching this tape, I'm probably dead, murdered by my brother-in-law Hank Schrader. Hank has been building a meth empire for over a year now and using me as his chemist. Shortly after my 50th birthday, Hank came to me with a rather, shocking proposition. He asked that I use my chemistry knowledge to cook methamphetamine, which he would then sell using his connections in the drug world. Connections that he made through his career with the DEA.