In fairness, I only kill those babies I eat. And it’s not a card that we carry, but a hunting license. And THAT’S Baltimore, you fuckmook, where we break gibbering rubes like you down for spare parts that we then sell on corners for vialed crack and bags of Utz crab chips. https://t.co/qggwTfmxbG

— David Simon (@AoDespair) May 16, 2019