Taylor James

..and the pimped-out casino of gold

Maxim: Hi Taylor.

Taylor: You don't own me, pig, and no motherf*cker tells me when I can split.

Maxim: Er, yeah, right-on.

Taylor: Man, you white around the nose as a Georgia mule.

Maxim: You’re right, we are. Er, these photos are stunning though? They really put you out there, huh?

Taylor: I went along with that thing of yours about getting out cause I had nothing else. When I get out what am I gunna do? I don't know nothing else but dope, baby. Takin' it, sellin' it, bankrollin' no other small time pusher. Ya know, you've got this fantasy in your head about gettin outta the life and setting that other world on its ear. What the F*CK are you gunna do except hustle? Besides pimpin'? And you really ain't got the stomach for that. Now man I ain't puttin you down. If it wasn't for you I probably wouldn't be here, I'd be O.D'ed some place. I'm just trying to make it real, baby like it is. I mean, maybe this is what you're supposed to do, maybe this is what you're growing to. Just think about it, don't throw it out, just, just think about it.

Maxim: Honestly, we’d be happy never seeing a picture of a semi-naked woman again after seeing these?

Taylor: You're gunna give all this up? Eight Track Stereo, color T.V. in every room, and can snort a half a piece of dope everyday? That's the American Dream, nigga!

Maxim: Are you planning any more beach shoots soon, we can’t get enough of 'em?

Taylor: Look, I know it's a rotten game, but it's the only one The Man left us to play.

Maxim: Could we get some signed photos to pin up on our fridge at home?

Taylor: I ain't givin' you shit! I'll tell you what you do, you go get you a gun and all those black folks you keep doin' so much talkin' about get guns, and come back ready to go down, then I'll be right down front killin' whitey. But until you can do that, you go sing your marching songs some place else. Now we're through talkin'.

Maxim: Crikey, okay, we’ll see you soon we hope.

Taylor: You better take real good care of me. Nothing, nothing better happen to one hair on my gorgeous head. Can you dig it?