Look at this blinged-up motherfucker. He don't need no necklace, he's just gone ahead and had a dollar sign applied straight onto his chest in the shiniest silver glitter-pen money can buy. Not only does he have TWO guns - count them! Two! - they're both BLING BLING GOLD BITCHES. See that pile of dirty leaves behind him? That used to be his dealer. Assholes better not be double-crossin' this turtle!
The amount of ghetto sass oozing from this character is almost charming enough to let me overlook the random smatterings of paint and glitter all over the place. Maybe it's an ironic statement - maybe he's all dolled up like a child's art project because it reminds him of his humble roots. Dollah can't change a turtle like this guy. This blood runs deep.
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