Finnsgirl1996: Mac, how much money do you make a day from making Meth and is there a certain brand of meth you like more than others?

Rick: How come nobody asks me anything

Devon: Same here!

Me: Because they don't like you. Nobody really likes Walter that much ether.

Walter: Jayy.....

Mac: Leave er' 'lone! *Bites thumb nail*

Me: Mac answer the questions and cooperate.

Mac: I make bout $700-$800 a day.

Devon: I don't even make that much.

Me: Because you don't cook it or sell it. *Smacks Devon with a newspaper* Let him answer his questions or I'll let him chance you with those Chinese Firecrackers again!

Rick: That was hilarious!

Me: *Gets fed up and grabs Macs knife* RICK! DEVON!!!!

*Devon and Rick run with Jayy chasing them*

Walter: Answer the question son.

Mac: *Glares at Walter* I don't like nobody elses Meth but my own. I don't trust other people.

Me: I'M GONNA SLIT YER' FUCKIN THROAT DEVON!

*High-Pitched girly scream from the next room. *

Mac: Better go get er' before she kills them or hurts herself.

Mac: If ya want any Meth let me know.UAa