*Oscar awakens from a drunken haze from eating fermented orange's he found in a bin while dipping

Woa, where am I? I dont remember flying to philly...

*Oscar looks at his watch Its 02:34

What the hell is there to Do in Phily at 02:34 in the morning? Eh, atleast the bins are ripe for dipping...heh heh, first time in years ive beaten the trashmen.

*Oscar thinks to himself, what kind of adventures will he get into today dipping bins and, who will he meet? A very good question indeed he thinks....

*Oscar strolls down the street and hears the sounds of poker chips clinking togiether and the distinct sound of cards being shuffled. He wonders back behind a closed bar and enters through the back door. He see's a poker game...His instincts were correct. The men Offer to let him play...oscar respond's

No Im, not that interested in poker, but I will be dipping that bin of yours over there.

*Oscar walks over to the class 3 dipping bin located in the corner and starts to eat rotten cherries, and other expired bar food, while the men continue the game. He is totally oblivious to the going ons of the world around him. He hears alot of shouting behind him, but that does not deter him from his task at hand. All of a sudden he hears "pop, pop, pop" and a burning pain explodes in his buttocks.He continues to dip the bin, undetered. A man rushes up to him and says, "Hey buddy, you ok, you just got shot in the arse!"

*Oscar reaches down and feels a stream of warm liqiud dripping down his leg

You dirty, sons of bitches you shot, me, I can't believe you shot me.

*Oscar blacks out, and about ten minutes later wakes up outside of PHillys St. micheals memorial hospitial. He Gets kicked by a orderly IN his fresh stiches. The orderly says, "You fucking girl, it was only a flesh wound!"

Why did you have to kick me though, oscar says.

"Because you tried to dip a fat nurse behind, you must of thought it was a bin, you were outta it when you got here, no get the fuck out of here you bum!"

*Oscar picks himself up and starts walking down the street...its going to be a long day poor oscar thinks to himself.

*Oscar catches a cab to the airport and charters a private flight...

I sure am glad to be out of philly, a guy can't even bin dip around them parts safely. It probably has the highest murder rate in the country at the momment. Now that im back in new orleans, surely, someone will talk to me....

*Oscar wonders the streets aimlessly kicking over bins and picking up the occasional half eaten food scrap.

*Oscar pass's the Bin Dipper's HQ without bothering to even stop, he allready know's craig is allready posted up dipping the bin behind the building. Oscar continues to walk until he spots a crowd of people standing outside of a small italian grocery store. He notice's a little boy with a lollipop and steal's it from him when the mother isn't watching. the child begins to cry. Oscar says,

Better luck next time kid, you just been bin dipped.

*Oscar starts walking away, thinking to himself, this was quite a hefty take he just scored.

*Oscar spots a cafe and looks for the trash bin behind the place, he find it and takes out some coffee grinds and starts sucking on them

Hmmmmmmmmmmm....still warm

*nom nom nom nom nom

*Oscar hops a private flight to Chi town hoping someone will talk to him

Why must you all ostersize me!

*Oscar falls to the ground crying, but quickly stops after spoting a bin with a moldy deep dish pizza in it

Its hard to keep a good bin dipper down!, oscar says.

*Naz is aimlessly dragging around in a Bin Dipping stare as he hears mum mum mum mum, crunch mum mum mum mmmm with (whispers of a full mouth saying Ohhh I love bins)

*Naz stops thinks to himself with the half of brain that he still has and says that can only be one person, his good buddy Oscar. Naz wonders around to the rear of a business and sees Oscar devouring an old moldy deep dish with sardines. Naz agian "attempts" to think I wanna a bight,

Whats up Oscar, hows the dipping going can I have a bight of the penicilin forming pizza? Oscar looks back and says ya Naz dive in.

*Naz says thanks, and straggles over to the bins and starts to taste the delicouse flavor of moldy deep dish pizza with crunchy bone impregneated sardines. While munching down on the tasty quizine he notices Oscars "second" hole in his arse, and askes what the hell happen? was it another adventure dipping into someone elses bin haha?

"I took a gut shot straight in ass. these fellas from philly put a new hole in me when they were arguing over cards...poor oscar, the only thing me cares about is dipping bins."

dang thats crazy, i was shot twice before, *laughs that actually how i got my name "nazty" the n8 part was the state issued number for the first bin i ever dipped. I never went to the hospital for the shot wounds (they kicked my out cuz i stunk so bad) so i let the wounds fester and get real nazty and everywhere i went people said ohh your nazty. They kept saying so much that i forgot my real name so i told people that my name was nazty.

*Naz says later to Oscar and begins to look for his next bin to dip.

I reckon this dippin' bins bit was funny when them ol' boys Derek 'n Craig was doin' it. Reckon you done plum beat it into the ground now though mmmmHMMMM. Now it ain't funny ha-ha, it's just funny queer.

*Oscar looks over at the queer looking fellow named sling blade

Thats sounds alot like a sexual inuendo. im suprised someone as special as you has the mental capacity to make such a joke....I think i saw some french fried taters and mustard in the bin behind the ayslum.

Thats sounds alot like a sexual inuendo. im suprised someone as special as you has the mental capacity to make such a joke....

I reckon I don't appeciate you suggestin' I lay down with men too much. Reckon I don't appeciate them accusations you made to me in them mails to me neither MmmHMMM. Ye should watch who yer disrespectin', yer just a boy. 'Specially when ye don't know who yer talkin' to, or what the fellar yer makin' them remarks to might have a notion to do.

Alright then.

*oscar pats slingblade on the back

Just a simple misunderstanding, heres some french fried taters, with mustard, just the way you like it my simple friend.