Boondocks Saints Quotes Novels & Stories

“Fuck that. I’ll take the front lines over taking care of pups any day.” “See, you just proved yourself wrong. Her job is so damn exciting, you can’t even handle it.” Saint pauses, thinking about our conversation. “Fuck you.” I smirk to myself as he goes to lie down in the back of my mind to sulk. “Sorry about that, ladies. Just a little sidebar with Saint. Point me to the bookcases.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell that the boss of the Staten Island Saints is a softie.” I stand. “You and I both know that the number one thing Dad taught me was to always pay my debts. If this were about Christos—which it isn’t—I’d be paying my dues, not going soft.” “You done already?” Uncle John raises his eyebrows. “I thought we were gonna shoot the shit.” “I have places I need to be.” I nod at the guard, who re-cuffs Uncle John. “Call me with any further rumors you hear.” “I’m not in here much longer, Dino.” He stands.

(Mayor Xuarzez) “GODDAMMNITT!!…BASTARD!!…THEY ARE ALL BASTARD…UNGRATEFULL TRASH!!…wait…wait..no..no..no..no..NOO!!!!!….where is everything!!..no…it’s gone..everything is gone!!!!…”. (Jonathan Reyes)

However, it was Saint who got a bruise in his head and it seems like it had been bumped at the steering wheel. The mirror ahead of us was cracked.Saint told me to come out through the door in my end, he then grabbed the hand in his pants as we covered ourselves using his car. Bullets are raining, and all I can do is to scream and cry. A useless lady who can’t do anything might deserve to die. I bit my lower lip, gawked at Saint with worried eyes. “Are we really going to die and crash a d-deat meat?” Saint scoffed. “Do you think I’d let that happen? Don Zamir would end my life.” He paused, assuring me that he will protect me no matter what. “If anything happens, don’t come out. Do you follow?

I want to be closer to him. "Are you okay?" Saint asked as I just smiled. "Yuck! PDA!" Gavin complained. "Fuck you, Gavin!" "That's bad Saint. You can't fuck me, I'm not gay bro." Gavin seems to tease Saint but stoned in position when Saint threw him his fireball. "Shut the fuck up Gavin or I'll burn you to hell!" "Fine! Fine! Sorry." Gavin nodded. "Who the fuck are they by the way? This is not your house Gavin!" Saint shouted.

She bared her teeth at me. I glared at her. "And stay out of my fucking head. It's no place for a lady." I crossed my arms even as the embarrassment of sounding like my Grams settled on my shoulders. Saint laughed. "Asher...embarrassed. What has the world come to? Is some great deity coming back to rescue us?" I flipped him off. "Screw you, Saint." "That's my job," Kiema said. I laughed. "By Gaia, I love you, Ki-Ki."

I wasn’t gone that long. “Aw that sounds like fun, can we come?” Saint says as the other two guys look at him as if he had lost his mind. Realising he sounded lame, Saint rubs the back of his neck as he looks down trying to cover the red tint that now coats his handsome face; Focus Bell! “Only if we can practice on you?” My sister says with that wicked glint in her eyes, I look at her poking my eyes out at her, but in true Denu style she just shrugs.

she said. “Probably, but that’s only because I love you and I think you deserve the world. Men are assholes and I don’t want you to get hurt. I’ll try harder to let you have fun,” Saint said and got to his feet. “Saint, how am I supposed to meet anyone if you keep me on a leash?”

“ I actually do not have much to say but I think that you should never open your mouth and say a word whenever that I am talking and stop it with the Saint talk because you can never be a saint and I hate it when you try to act like one , it just gets on my nerves the more and I know that you know it , so shut it . I love the fact that you are so bold with it , but I think that it’s the most sickening thing that I had ever heard or thought of . If I were you , I would be thinking of ways to wipe her off and remembering that the Saint attitude was never going to help no matter how much I tried . Acting like a saint isn’t going to be of any use to any of us , so that act can end now and I hope

JACKIE Returning from the small clinic where I had gone to visit Saint, I kept replaying the conversation we had in my head. “I want him to rot in jail,” Saint had responded to my question. “Do you think the cops will really be able to get him arrested?” I had asked Saint. “We both know that he is the fiercest mafia in the city,” I reminded him. “I don’t care about that, Jackie,” Saint had said hatefully. “He has been getting away with a lot of things, but he will not get away with this,” he had insisted.