Don't worry about payroll. We gave Mr. Big a stack to Twenties instead of Hundreds to light his Cubans with!
Where is the Absinthe? I am thirsty!
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To that 10 foot tall SOB who eats hammers and can take a shotgun blast standing up. To Jack!
Ed included "bonuses" and "prior debt" as items that couldn't be paid by the $16M, but they forgot rare scotches. Mr Big, is there ANYTHING left over for payroll?
Good thing! My glass could use a refill. Let's send one of our coeds out for some fresh cubes. Anybody seen my pants?