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While in the suburbs looking for new "talent" Tyrell runs into Martha Stewert...
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| "HeHe , bet I can find me some rebellious,no self-esteem having, extascy taking, I hate my parents ,head tripping little white girls for my stable round here." | |
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| Hi. I'm Martha Stewert . The richest most powerful woman in the world!! (Evil cackling ensues)But please forgive this peasant guise I have on, for I am in hiding. | |
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Tyrell sees this as a chance to dabble in a little fetish business....
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| Hiding out ?!? Hell sweet thang , Tyrell knows all about hiding out. Cmon with me I'll give you a new look, a job , nobody will recognize you at all baby. You be jus fine in Tyrells hands. | |
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| You see ever since that tiny little "fiasco" with the stock market, I've had people trying to hunt me down and kill me as if I was a criminal . I mean i wasnt running a sweat shop like Kathy Lee ! | |
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And in the end Tyrell and Martha had a long and loving ghetto romance...
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| Nothing girl , now take your ass over to that Benz and ask the nice brotha if he wants to take you around the world! | |
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| Tyrell baby,what did you mean by "watch out for the special sauce?" | |
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