My pet rabbit's gone, T. The vet gave it to youth in Asia.
"Euthanasia?"
Yeah, some kid in China or some shıt, I don't know.
Posts by Christopher Moltisanti Weighs In On Current Events
I don't worry about Tax Day. I'm a sovereign citizen, T.
Pope's weak on crime, T. It's our moment.
If there's a Hungary, why ain't there a Thirsty?
The Turks and the Jews are fightin' now. It's like Bergen County out there, T.
But T, I am Pagliacci.
Strait's back open, T. We got two weeks to get more Persian broads into the Bing.
I been thinkin' I might run for office. I don't need no positions or ideas. I'll just be a vessel for their dreams, T.
They say the Easter Bunny brings Easter eggs, but they don't tell you where the eggs come from. The Easter Bunny don't lay 'em, obviously that's not possible, even with computers. What I'm sayin' is,
They hacked the FBI director, posted his pics and everything. Turns out he's a loser, T. Like every other fed.
Yeah, T. Nah, I can't make it tonight. I'm in Tehran. I'm negotiatin' with Iran.
Cesar Chavez, the boxer?
St. Patrick was gay, T. The snakes are a eucharism, or a euphemism, or whatever.
Are we winnin' the war, T? I can't tell no more.
They're censorin' me, T.
I don't wanna get drafted for some war, T. I ain't even had a threeway yet.
Yeah Ton', it's me. The Cuba thing? Didn't go as planned.
China's takin' over the world, T. They already got Chinese New Year's, next it'll be Chinese Columbus Day.
Ya like the flowers? Gas station was havin' a sale.
You need to shut the fuck up, you sanctimonious prick. At least I don't take myself so fuckin' seriously.
You need to get a fuckin' life.
"Super Bowl, it's-a no football. They use hands. Stupid-a fúcking game."
I'm makin' a withdrawal. Gimme all my Bitcoins, ässhole.
It's called Moltbook, it's like when your exes get together and share notes, but instead it's the machines you watch pörn on.
The feds are clippin' regular Americans for no reason now, not just Italians. We were right about them all along, T.
They can't impeach him no matter what he does 'cause it ain't peach season. He's two steps ahead, T.
Mets got too many infielders now, T.
He's called Claude, he's a lil French guy who lives in your phone and tells you what to do, like Napoleon.
They're jerkin' off in Waymos, T. There's nobody else in there, so they're beatin' it. Sick shıt.
The feds are clippin' regular Americans for no reason now, not just Italians. We were right about them all along, T.