TRASH
"Get get the fuck off of me!" you yell and proceed to pistol whip the poor sonofabitch, until he collapses in a heap on the ground. The rest of the junkies get a little scared and proceed to back away from the trailer. You make so much noise that Sam comes over to see what the hell's going on.
"What the hell are you doing?! I said keep them in line, not kill them! How the hell am I supposed to make any money that way?"
"You're selling them crystal meth and you're worried about them living?"
"You know damn well what I meant! Fuck man, at this rate you'll scare them off and they'll go buy somewhere else. I can't have this Mel."
"What? Weren't you the one bitching about becoming a ruthless drug dealer?"
"Yeah, but I dunno, this seems a little excessive now "
"Oh fuck this, you wishy washy bastard, call me when you make up your fuckin' mind, I don't need some wannabe telling me what to fuckin' do." You say and leave.
You spend the rest of the day not doing anything constructive other than attempting to get drunk off the cough syrup in the medicine cabinet. Doesn't quite have the same effect of course but considering its more than two years old, you do end up feeling quite different and on the floor asleep. When Tina comes home she makes to correct assumption that you wasted the day again drinking mind altering liquids.
"What the hell are you doing?! I said keep them in line, not kill them! How the hell am I supposed to make any money that way?"
"You're selling them crystal meth and you're worried about them living?"
"You know damn well what I meant! Fuck man, at this rate you'll scare them off and they'll go buy somewhere else. I can't have this Mel."
"What? Weren't you the one bitching about becoming a ruthless drug dealer?"
"Yeah, but I dunno, this seems a little excessive now "
"Oh fuck this, you wishy washy bastard, call me when you make up your fuckin' mind, I don't need some wannabe telling me what to fuckin' do." You say and leave.
You spend the rest of the day not doing anything constructive other than attempting to get drunk off the cough syrup in the medicine cabinet. Doesn't quite have the same effect of course but considering its more than two years old, you do end up feeling quite different and on the floor asleep. When Tina comes home she makes to correct assumption that you wasted the day again drinking mind altering liquids.
