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— Imhotep —

“Well, well, well,” the God Wolf growled, “if I’ve not just caught the tastiest little morsel in the whole dark world.”

“You can’t eat me!” gasped Imelda. “I’m made of bones and stones and glass and groans, and if you eat me you’ll get a terrible tummy ache and die!”

The God Wolf smiled at her. “I’ll take my chances,” he said. And swallowed Imelda whole.

R.M. Travis

Imelda’s Miraculous Dustbin (1999)

Stay away from ma b*tches, they ain’t down with no snitches,

I got me my riches, givin’ punks like you stitches!

Donny ‘$ick Dawg’ McRoberts

‘Livin’ Free Or Dyin’ Tryin’’