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| Family values IV | Started by: Major_Jerkovski on May 22, '08 11:55 |
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As you see the curtain drawn Major Jerkovski walks out onto the stage. The following story is Narrated, Directed, Written and Produced by RobinBanks. Illustrated (yes pictures this time)and choreographed by Major_Jerkovski. You see Robin walk onto the stage and sit in a chair, he flips open a book and begins to read. As Robin begins to tell his story you notice Major begin to interpret the story through Modern dance. . . As I was getting older things were becoming second nature to me, you see a business doing well you take a piece of it, someone not paying up you let them know who they are dealing with. Action always speaks louder than words I was told, I can still hear my pop saying "if a bully pushes you around let it go, he does it again you warn him, third time heck you push back twice as hard. You understand me boy? Respect is what our family is all about" Respect such a misunderstood word people want it to easily, after the scene with the Judges people began to take notice to me and if I was telling the truth I began to enjoy the power, the attention the ladies! It was out in Las Vegas that I began to see gaps in the market and where I could exploit areas of which we had not invested in. "Baby come back to bed" Sharline was her name, a classy broad I picked up by the Black Jack table well I say picked up I was up 90k and suddenly she was in my ear but I am not complaining. "I have things to do sugar." I reply, its 7am and I have my eye on some new casino they are building here and I wanted a piece of it. Sharline wraps her legs around me :) as I am sitting on the edge of the bed "Well why can I not be on that list to do?" she seductively whispers into my ear, normally this would get me going but not today. :/ "Na you are on my done list, let yourself out when your done" I am down at the front desk checking on any messages, Nancy must have been all of 24 beautiful smile who I couldn't help flirting with. "Could I borrow your telephone there Nancy I really need to make an important call" "Anything for our VIPs Mr Jerkovski" I make a call with a couple guys who are staying here in Vegas with me and get them to meet me outside in 10 with all their info on the new casino and its owners "See you soon Nancy" I wink and move on, she has just been added to the "To Do List" Four of us approach the construction site, and make our way to the Porto cabins, I signal for 2 of the guys to make their way into the actual site and take a look around. We are all dressed in suits and sun glasses and we attract a few stares from the workers who are mostly native Italians, anything that happens today will not leave this site one nil to Mr Jerkovski. I knock on the door and wait patiently for it to be opened, no need to be unnecessarily rude now. A heavy man begins to make his way to the door, his footsteps sounds like it may set off an earthquake, the door opens and my suspicions are confirmed a short fat jew with a burger hanging out of his mouth and sweat filled shirt spits out "Who the fuck are you and what are you doing on this site?" Well that is the end to Mr nice Jerkovski 2 nil Mr Jerkovski I don't answer and brush the jew to one side and proceed in, Gorgeous George follows me in, he is my most trusted friend we met just after the incident with Mr Bull back in High School who is now incidentally a low life crack dealer who I push about for cheap prices, who would of guessed? Two skinny men are sitting behind a desk with a load of construction papers in front of them running through logistics and final details they look up at the pair of us in silence. "Tell the fat fuck to leave the office please" I always loved saying please at the end of things some how made me feel as if I was being nice Silence follows my request "I will not ask again gentlemen" "Sure no no problem. Resnik leave us alone for a few minutes" The slightly larger of the two men sitting at the table said nervously "Fuck you, this is my room I..." he is cut of by the other gentleman who seems a lot more nervous and younger than his counterpart "Resnik just do what he fucking says and get out" "Thank you" I reply as Resnik leaves the four of us alone "Now gentlemen my name is Mr Jerkovski, you may or may not of heard of the name but it will soon be the only name worth knowing. This is my colleague Gorgeous George, say hello George" "Hello" He replys as he is looking through some folders, this we have done hundreds of times as I said it's becoming second nature to us. "Now it looks like your building a casino here is that correct?" I ask calmly careful not to raise my voice, they both nod in tandem "Well myself and my colleague would like to propose an offer to you considering we are partners now..."I am interrupted "When did you become partners of this project" The older gentleman enquires "Do not fucking interrupt me when I speaking John" my tone becoming ever stronger "My name is not..." he tried to speak up but I cut him down "From now on your name is John Fucking Malone ok? And myself and George are your new bosses" I can feel the same sensation I get every time someone tries to dictate things a feeling that is happening way to often. "Mr Jerkovski sir," this is cute the young man is going to try and talk me down, "with all due respect you can not march in here and tell us what to do, but we are just the architects we do not control anything." Mistake boys game set and match to Major "Bob, that is your new name now, with "all due respect" I couldn't give a flying fuck who your are or what you do, we want in or you and your "bosses" will find stuff going horribly wrong...."I pause to let this soak in "John and Bob follow me outside would you, I think you need a break" they both look at each other "Now gentlemen, FUCKING NOW!" I open the door and the sunshine explodes onto our faces and the humidity hits you like a brick wall. My other two guys are standing talking to the fat slob Resnik. "Everybody stop what you are doing" I shout out, realistically I didn't even need to say anything work had pretty much stopped as soon as we arrived all eyes were on me and I was loving it. I begin to circle around the dusty floor barking out my thoughts "We have tried being reasonable with John and Bob here but they do not seem to be able to understand what we are saying." I begin to approach someone "We do not seem to be able to speak the same language God forgive my mother for giving birth to an Italian so I believe certain actions translate into every language" With that said I pull out a revolver which is fully loaded and cock it back "If things do not go the way I want them to you may find things going missing, or being broke or perhaps your colleagues not turning up to work one day" I lift up the revolver and i let loose a single gun shot, with out hesitation Resnik hits the floor with a hole in the middle of his head and blood starting to form everywhere John and Bob look like they have seen a ghost, its the first time they have seen someone die, i have lost count of my times "So John and Bob obviously words weren't good enough for you hopefully this action has drilled it home. I hope we do not have any future problems, we will be in touch." The four of us walk off with the black jack tables on most of the guys mind but I have Nancy to take care of. Some people can talk the talk but it always comes down to whether you can walk the walk. |
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| Excellent work sir, i enjoyed the view of you in a tutu, very fetching :P | |
| Reply by: RobinBanks at May 22, '08 12:48 | |
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| Great read, sir. Thanks for publishing. | |
| Reply by: Jean_Valjean at May 22, '08 18:54 | |
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| thank u for makeing this it was a good read | |
| Reply by: micheal_corleone at May 22, '08 20:09 | |
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| Surely can make a good story jerk good job. | |
| Reply by: Cartman at May 23, '08 06:29 | |
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