It was the start of the evening in Las Vegas. The worm crew was taking a vacation in the sin city, enjoying the various activities it had to offer. They had rented a mansion in Summerlin and were staying there for a week. But this story didn't happened in the mansion, it happened in a local burger joint in Paradise, where JubTheNub spent hours and hours eating them out of business. If he paid for the burgers the owners would love him, but he does not. He abuses his new Consigliere rank and demands free burgers or else. Perhaps another demotion is in order?

After two hours of devouring, Jub started to get tired and sleepy. So he decided to get more burgers. He got up from his chairs and marched towards the clerk, who was clearly pissed. After a few seconds, Jub finally arrived at the clerk. Catching his breath, he lifted his fingers and pointed at the menu and with his annoying nasal voice, spoke:

"I’ll have two number 9s, a number 9 large, a number 6 with extra dip, a number 7, two number 45s, one with cheese, and a large soda."

The clerk slapped his hand on the counter. He had enough of Jub's demands.

"Look 'ere pal. I think you had one too many burgers. And you don't even pay for 'em. Get out."

"Wha-a?" Jub stutters, clearly surprised by the clerk's reaction. He started getting red and angry and shouted. "YOU'LL BE HEARING FROM MY BOSS, JUST YOU WAIT."

Jub angrily stomped away of the place and signaled for his bodyguards CHLUB and CHUB to stomp away with him, causing a small earthquake in Paradise.

He made his way to his truck, the only way of transportation outside of rolling that Jub deemed comfortable enough. With his trusty driver on the wheels, Jub entered the cargo container and the driver went to the worm's crew mansion. A few hours later they arrived and Jub quickly (as he can) made his way towards Kenny, who were sleeping outside the mansion, still not allowed in.

"KENNY!"

With Jub's shout, Kenny woke up startled. Reaching for his knife on his boot he looked up and saw the huge mass that was his friend, looking angry as fuck. He quickly got up and grabbed a burger bag he always kept nearby to appease Jub when he was feeling down or pissed. Jub quickly swallowed two burgers and started telling Kenny the story, holding back his tears.

"Man, you don't make enough money to buy your own burgers? You really have to use rank for that?"

Jub swallows dry, fearing another poll and democratic demotion.

"But even so, we can't have civilians treating our members like this. We have to send them a message. I'll get my coat." Kenny extends his arm and gets his coat from the ground. "Ok let's go."

Arriving at the burger joint with Jub and his bodyguards, Kenny placed his revolver on the holster and entered the establishment to find it empty. He looked around but there wasn't any soul inside the place. He makes his way towards the front desk when suddenly the clerk who Jub was bullying gets up from behind the counter with a pistol and SHOOTS JUB. IN THE CHEST. TWICE.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!" Kenny quickly tackles and immobilizes the clerk then hits him in the head with the butt of his revolver. He gets up and rushes towards Jub, who was lying on the ground, his eyes shooting everywhere.

"I don't feel any pain... is this death??" Jub said with a low voice, Kenny opened his coat to look for the bullet wounds but there wasn't any, only a copy of WhereWasI Systematic Immolation of Thought that he carried everywhere with two bullet holes in it.

"No, Jub... Worse..." Kenny takes the copy and shows Jub the ruined book.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" Jub screamed that for approximately two minutes. Crazy how much breath he has to scream. With tears on his eyes, he finally screams. "I'LL HAVE MY REVENGE."

"Of course you will." Kenny pointed to the clerk, who was unconscious on the floor, then addressed Jub's bodyguards. "Take him to the desert."

They started moving him to the truck. Kenny looked for the manager of the burger joint and found him hiding on his office. He demanded free burgers for the crew, the manager said no, Kenny said I AM A DON, GIVE ME OR ELSE. Then the manager accepted his demands.

Kenny made his way to his car holding two bags full of burgers, so generously donated by the burger joint manager. He threw them in the trunk of his car and started following Jub's truck. He had an idea for the killing of the clerk and how Jub could have his revenge.

A few minutes of driving they arrived at the desert, just a few miles outside of the city, Kenny didn't wanted to spend too much time in this since the one hour he dedicated to doing this was coming to an end. He grabbed the bag of burgers and made his way to the back of the truck, where Jub was sitting and the clerk was tied up. Kenny grabbed one burger to eat and gave the rest to Jub. To his dismay, Jub demanded the burger Kenny was going to eat so he had to comply and stay hungry.

While they ate, Kenny grabbed a shovel and started digging a hole, the size of the clerk. After it was done, he threw the clerk on the hole and buried him with only his head outside of the desert sand. He squatted in front of him and slapped him on the face, waking him up.

"You deny GRUB FOR JUB?" Kenny asks the clerk.

"YEAH". The clerk responds. Clearly a very brave man.

"Just you wait for Jub to finish his meal." Kenny says lighting a cigarette and making his way towards his car. He sits on the hood and waits for Jub to do his thing.

After eating, Jub gets back on the truck and the driver takes him a small distance away so he could get impulse. With that, Jub comes down using his main way of transportation: rolling. With incredible speed, he runs over the clerk with his body but does not kill him, and with no control he accidentally runs over Kenny and Kenny's car, causing a massive explosion in the desert. Nobody was hurt. The clerk managed to get free and fled. Then Kenny shot him. He ded

Hearing Kenny relate the events of the past few days Jub's jaw drops, turning his quadruple-chin into a quintuple chin. He composes himself and then says.

"For fuck's sake Kenny I knew those Paçoca candies you were SO INSISTENT on me trying at the 'Kenny has been a member of worm's outfit for 69 days party' were laced with something. My memory of the last couple of days is hazy at best and now I know why. I'm sure that the story you've shared here is only the tip of the iceberg of outrageous things JUB has done while under the influence of your narcotic spell."

"Here is one obvious tell: anyone who knows me and is listening to this recounting of events would IMMEDIATELY know something was up since I'd never say something like this when sober:"

"I’ll have two number 9s, a number 9 large, a number 6 with extra dip, a number 7, two number 45s, one with cheese, and a large soda."

"I always order AT LEAST 14 number 45s. Jub's a hungry boy."

"I'm never eating your peanut-butter candy ever again."