If I think I got it bad Bush-wick Bill had it worse. I mean its one thing to get shot in the eye and have that cell phone strapped to ones ear, but wholly another to get ripped off by Scar-face. Now some people might be proud to get hustled by the infamous H-Town Gangsta, but I, who has a weak stomach, would be consumed by a murderous thirst for revenge. Now, who knows if I would get it or not; after all I'm just a weak pudgy white kid from the Amarillo suburbs, who spent more time perfecting his smoking pose rather than his killing stroke, but it would still burn...I guess thats why Bush-wick found Jesus. Way to go Jesus...