Thursday, April 21, 2011


So, yesterday was 4/20, which was great....Means I got to spend my night dealing with rubes all hopped up from tokin' on reefers.

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Whole Lotta Nothin'

Yeah, I found the dope peddler...Talk about small potatoes...He ain't even tater tots. The bindle stiffs was about the best he could do...Pretty sad.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

One Side Comes Into Focus

Apparently the bindle stiffs that were tailing me have been kicking the gong around pretty heavy and owe pretty deep to a dope peddler that is not too fond of me. I think I need to pay him a little visit.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Three Sides To The Story?

Found myself being tailed by a coupla bindle stiffs last night...It makes me think there's more than one side to this, because the money it takes for the elaborate dead hooker stunt would not hire bindle stiffs to trail me...Unless that is what I'm supposed to think...Was I supposed to catch them? They had no info for me, just a whole lot of gum flapping.I feel like a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs...I'm just waiting for the axe to fall...I'm just hoping I can move my neck quickly enough.

Monday, April 11, 2011

Raising the Stakes

So, now they are trying to tie me to the body of a dead hooker.I must have really pissed off the wrong person this time. I keep hearing rumbles on the street that it's about someone dealing in bent cars...But that doesn't fit...Dead hookers is a little dramatic for stolen cars...I'm thinking it's someone with some mazuma whose dealing in smack or running whores themselves. Either way, they seem to want to send me up the river, or to the bottom of it.

Friday, April 8, 2011


Apparently, SOMEONE is not happy with the work I have been doing...They are trying to give me the bum's rush...That ain't gonna happen, compadre. Not in this lifetime.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Spinning The Wheels

I am running into a lotta flapping gums, but ain't nobody saying nothing.These punks seem to think I'm some kind of bunny or something. i don't think they know who they're dealing with. I think it might just be time to let 'em in on a little something.

Monday, April 4, 2011


So, Saturday morning I woke up in a flop house with a ball peen hammer working it's way out of the inside of my head...Someone slipped me a mickey...Looks like I need to start crackin' some skulls.

Friday, April 1, 2011