No, bunk, in our meeting I'll be the crazy blonde. Probably. But I'm more than half a smart cunt at least.(And I've just given my mama a headache remotely. I was taught never to use that particular phrase, ever.) My mom still has trouble calling Big Pussy Big Pussy even though only his mom and the FBI ever called him Sal. ETA: Who was Snoop again? One of Omar's Triggerwomen, right?

One of Omar's Triggerwomen, right?

Yeah, the sleepy-eyed girl who lied about her shooting skills.

Sometimes I still get the street folks confused, though I'd hesitate to post that anywhere but here, lest I look like one of those "Eek! Negroes!" channel-changers Simon bitches about. But y'all know it's not really about that, right? Not consciously anyway. Not many of 'em use their real names and shit. Which is frustrating because irl the most common street name, per Simon and Burns, is "Black". Old school po-lice used to know East Side Black and West Side Black, but it's a different game now.

t subscibes to this thread like a motherfucker with Two Mommies

Hey, bunk. "You didn't come here to hunt, did you?" Two more days! Woo Hoo...I "Believe", bet your ass. All my pathetic letters worked. Not sure I get the Sapphic connection, beyond our girl Kima, of course.Who is the toughest chick I know who's not ita.

Damn. Can erikaj do, like, fractal posts, or what?

One looks forward to Sunday, yes. One reminds oneself that it is a show rendered by humans, so one's expectations must be aligned with what is possible for humans within forty-some minutes.

Like the best sex of your entire young life!

Disclosure: Through my [link] thing, I have become aware that at least one The Wire writer is monitoring this thread, like a '40's playwright camping out by the newsstand for the NYT reviews to be flopped off a truck in the wee hours.

Eventually, we will lure him/her into posting. Because we are evil that way.

Has anyone had any luck with getting the episode in advance on HBO On Demand?

I'm really hating my new cable company.

What's a fractal? And if you knew anything about my young life, you'd know competing with the best I ever had, uh, wouldn't be...hard. As it were.(My money's on our bunk, Dave.) Why do you think I have so much time to post and so much passion to give to a city I've never seen, in real life? Although it may have something to do with being born with the TV season, too. I think I might have made my mother think I've tipped over into "The King of Comedy" nuts when I joked that the original posted airdate of 9/18 was a sign of DS' love for me. (yeah...that's right, movies in Cable Hamsterdam...arrest me.) I was joking, though. I don't really have spousal delusions.ETA: Oh, dag, a Wire writer may know I have a lousy sex life and a literary crush on his boss. I can't*wait* till I go to jail! Is my deodorant okay?(sniffs psychic pits)

Don't play that "too young" thing on me. 'Cause I know, you know? People who abbreviate writers names and can tell DS from EB is not only young.

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What's a fractal?

I know you can do your own google. You are a big girl, now.