In the interest of brevity and the fact I'm on a bit of a bender....



They all got in the van, everyone hyped up and sweaty, the adrenaline pumping. Cameras galore in the back, along with Steele and Knox.

‘Dude’, Mike said, ‘We gotta pull over, you need to get changed’ Dodger pulled over, they were near the Donkeys tiki getaway spot anyway.

‘Put these on, you’ll blend in. A friend gave them to me when he left the Valley.....’

Dodger took off his Dodgers gear and pulled on the Dolphins jersey and hat. All of a sudden, he felt a jolt flow through him, a jolt that made him whip himself around....

‘Dude, the fuck was that?’ Mike said.

‘It was like, like, I had a radio audience of tens of millions and only 6 people were listening.’

‘Are you cool? ‘Cause we got a date with the Donkey, and Steele needs to get on to LIB’

Dodger looked miserable, pulled a Desert Eagle out and said ‘Really sorry Mike, I gotta do this. Just know that you’re cool’ and pulled the trigger. Mike tumbled down the side of the road. Dodger actually felt bad, Mike was the kind of guy who didn’t get racial, didn’t want to save him from being black, didn’t want to ask how big his dick was. Unlike Knox and Steele. Mike just wanted to chill, get laid and talk about how hard it was getting by in the world.

Steele and Knox were stuck in the back of the van. Dodger turned around and said ‘you motherfuckers are next if you don’t keep quiet. The Donkey’s been cancelled. We gotta go somewhere new. You guys are wanted by someone big.’ They pulled out and started on their way out of Miami......the further north in Florida you go,the further south you are....