TRASH
Well he could still come in handy as a look out you figure.
"Alright, I'm gonna go get a few things, and then we can go figure out what house we should break into."
"Actually I got an idea about that! There's this house over on Apache Drive that's empty right now, and has lots of stuff in it."
"Really? Well that certainly makes things a lot easier with a specific target in mind. Why the fuck didn't you mention it in the first place?"
"Um, um, uh, I dunno. I just thought about it just now."
"Idiot." You say shaking your head.
You go and grab your pistol, a bag, and your Leatherman tool set and get ready for your criminal endeavor. You and Dan drive to Apache Drive where Dan points out the house. It certainly doesn't look like much, but you'll soon know what lies inside. Dan suggests going around back, and you follow him, where he mentions the back door has a simple lock. You easily pick it and get inside.
You start looking around, but Dan directs you to go upstairs. Dan seems to know an awful lot about this place.
"Alright Dan, whose place is this?"
"Huh?"
"You know too much about this place, you knew where it was at, nobody was home, and the entire lay out. You obviously have been here before. So whose is it?"
"Um, this guy I know."
"What guy Dan?"
"This guy that sells crack to me sometimesÂ…wait don't get mad!"
"Dan, we're fucking ripping off a drug dealer's house? Oh fuck, you really got us in the shit this time! FUCK!"
"No its okay! I mean nobody's here!"
"Yeah and why is that exactly?"
"He doesn't do his business here, he does it else where, but he has parties here every now and then, so that's how come I know where everything's at. Mel, he's got a lot of money stashed here, we'll hit the jackpot!"
Dan's ambition is bigger than his brain. Drug dealers who get ripped off and then find out about it have a tendency to get mighty upset about it.
"Alright, I'm gonna go get a few things, and then we can go figure out what house we should break into."
"Actually I got an idea about that! There's this house over on Apache Drive that's empty right now, and has lots of stuff in it."
"Really? Well that certainly makes things a lot easier with a specific target in mind. Why the fuck didn't you mention it in the first place?"
"Um, um, uh, I dunno. I just thought about it just now."
"Idiot." You say shaking your head.
You go and grab your pistol, a bag, and your Leatherman tool set and get ready for your criminal endeavor. You and Dan drive to Apache Drive where Dan points out the house. It certainly doesn't look like much, but you'll soon know what lies inside. Dan suggests going around back, and you follow him, where he mentions the back door has a simple lock. You easily pick it and get inside.
You start looking around, but Dan directs you to go upstairs. Dan seems to know an awful lot about this place.
"Alright Dan, whose place is this?"
"Huh?"
"You know too much about this place, you knew where it was at, nobody was home, and the entire lay out. You obviously have been here before. So whose is it?"
"Um, this guy I know."
"What guy Dan?"
"This guy that sells crack to me sometimesÂ…wait don't get mad!"
"Dan, we're fucking ripping off a drug dealer's house? Oh fuck, you really got us in the shit this time! FUCK!"
"No its okay! I mean nobody's here!"
"Yeah and why is that exactly?"
"He doesn't do his business here, he does it else where, but he has parties here every now and then, so that's how come I know where everything's at. Mel, he's got a lot of money stashed here, we'll hit the jackpot!"
Dan's ambition is bigger than his brain. Drug dealers who get ripped off and then find out about it have a tendency to get mighty upset about it.