Junky Sprinter Happy to Be Reunited With Her Blood
January 11th 2008 23:57
When a judge convicted disgraceful sprinter Marion Jones to a six month jail sentence her first words were "Fried chicken and watermelon, jive-monkey."
By the time she had won a gold medal for running really fast over a short distance her uncle O.J. Simpson, who was good at running shorter distances with stolen goods, had already killed the entire white branch of his familiar tree.
"I was a drugged mule." Jones told her pusher. "A real ass."
O.J. told a hearing after his cousin's and before his sister's that his family was not seeking renumeration for the toil of his great-great-grandmother who on retirement received a 'golden-handshower'.
"She got a clock too."
Jones, who is delighted to finally have the chance to meet her grandmother, has told her siblings to "Run!"
She says that running on the sound of a gun being fired is a trait that runs in the family.
"Running is in my blood, blood. Like counting money is in the great-great-grandchild of a human resources manager, baby."
By the time she had won a gold medal for running really fast over a short distance her uncle O.J. Simpson, who was good at running shorter distances with stolen goods, had already killed the entire white branch of his familiar tree.
"I was a drugged mule." Jones told her pusher. "A real ass."
O.J. told a hearing after his cousin's and before his sister's that his family was not seeking renumeration for the toil of his great-great-grandmother who on retirement received a 'golden-handshower'.
"She got a clock too."
Jones, who is delighted to finally have the chance to meet her grandmother, has told her siblings to "Run!"
She says that running on the sound of a gun being fired is a trait that runs in the family.
"Running is in my blood, blood. Like counting money is in the great-great-grandchild of a human resources manager, baby."
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