Another crossover to the dark side (FCL), it appears Gelowitz has risen up from the ashes of Co-op like the zombie corpse of Dick Murdoch, seemingly re-appearing from nowhere.
Well, weather you be FCL or Co-op, Gelowitz, you owe me money... lots of it. Money you promised Co-op would pay me for extra training that I did for your piss poor excuse of a deli. Money Co-op never paid me, and money I'm sure FCL won't pay me. Money that I will punch you in the face for if I ever see you again and you don't hand me a motherf*cking paycheck, you wanker.
Couple years ago he resurfaced, and I tried to get into him for a job for myself and Baby-C at the top of Pic N' Del instead of nailing his ass to the wall for money, but the fat four eyed bastard disappeared after promising me he'd pay his debt by hooking me up.
Good job avoiding Co-op. Now if you're smart, you'll avoid me too.
I will have my revenge on Gelowitz... oh yes, yes I will.
Vote Quimby.
PS: Hey 14th ave, go f*ck yourself. I lost an hour of my life on that damn street today, in the biggest clutsterf*ck traffic jam in the history of roads. That's probably an exaggeration, but kiss my ass.
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