Selatcia and Big_Meech stand in a deserted NYC dockyard; Selatcia donning a sharp, tailored suit while Big_Meech sports a greyish-silver/white jogging suit with a royal blue star emblazoned on the back of it. A hapless individual kneels before Big_Meech shuddering as Big_Meech places a pistol in his mouth. Selatcia stands by with his back to his sponsor, eyes scanning the dock yard for police and/or watchmen. The man with the gun in his mouth had been warned about making bets he couldn't afford to lose several times. Big_Meech has grown tired of warning him. It was time to make an example and send a message to all the other deadbeat gamblers in the city who thought they could fuck with Big_Meech and Selatcia. The man urinated in his pants as Big_Meech pulled the trigger and blew his brains all over Selatcia's new suit.

A dockyard siren sounded and the two mobsters took flight into the darkness. Flashlights pierced through the night as the dockyard watchmen made chase after Big_Meech and the brains-spattered Selatcia. "YOU! With the greyish-white jogging suit with the blue star on the back! HALT!" screamed the guards. Selatcia knew that the police would be close behind. Fortunately Selatcia had the wherewithall to stash a duffel bag with a change of clothes nearby the outskirts of the dockyard.

"Quickly" exclaimed Selatcia to Big_Meech, "Put this on. We need to get out of these clothes"

Selatcia pulls two gorgeous blue/red jogging suits from his duffel bag, both with a beautiful white NY emblem seamed into it. Both men hastily change into their respective outfits and flee the murder scene. Selatcia tosses Big_Meech's star-enblemmed grey/white jogging suit into the garbage where it belongs and runs. Big_Meech escapes looking fabulous in his attire but unfortunately Selatcia is picked up by the police and taken down to the precinct for questioning. Selatcia says nothing and is eventually bailed out by his generous sponsor Big_Meech. The police look at Selatcia, still wearing his NY enblemmed blue/red jogging suit, with awe.

"You're free to go Selatcia" says the cop.

"No....." says Selatcia. "I wish to be carried out of here on a throne by various members of La Cosa Nostra."

Various members of the American Mafia such as Mike_Litoris from DT, nah from NO, and the tag team duo of Augustus and Moussey from CHI jump at the opportunity and carry Selatcia back to his HQ where Big_Meech greets him with open arms, still donning the blue/red jogging suit with the white NY emblem.

"Thank you for bailing me out" Selatcia says to Big_Meech.

"No, thank YOU for this awesome jogging suit" says Big_Meech. "I will never take it off."

Selatcia nods respectfully at his sponsor Big_Meech and makes his way to the streets to kill people.

Selatcia... a GIANT among men.

Ahh, Selatcia, you've not failed to inherit your ancestors' taste for our way of life.  I love bringing the cops down to size, when they need it.  And a jogging suit as a getaway outfit...something about it just screams Obnoxious Subtlety.