It's about 11:00pm, I was staying late at a bar drowning out the past with some good Ol' whiskey,

it's only been 3 days since that P.O robbery ya I've been worried about that...

SMASH!!!

My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of a beer bottle being shattered, soon I'm surrounded by a group of individuals

whom I do not know and boy, ha-ha, do they look mad, maybe some old acquaintances eh?

Before I could come to realize what's going on someone hits me in the back of the head with a bottle and I lose consciousness...

When I came to I was chained to a chair in a dark room, ugh the smell is terrible, horrible horrible smell...

Oh no...I know what that smell is...

BANG!!!

The big Ole iron door to the room I was currently in came flying open and my thoughts went blank

In walks this big Ole fella dressed in camo, instantly knew who it was. B.B I thought he was dead?

You're probably wondering what B.B stands for huh..well you see a while back Big Butcher, or B.B for short,

Chopped up 11 of his enemies and spread them around L.A in garbage bags, that explain his nickname?

But what the hell he wanted with me I do not know but whatever it is I knew it couldn't be good...

Hello punk remember me?......

Do I remember your ugly mug yes..do I remember your stomach-turning breath yes...

CRACK!!

Damn!! that hurt (For those who don't know he just hit me in the mouth)

Crap I hate the taste of blood and I hate this stinking room..gotta find a way out of here

I bet you didn't know that guard did you, no you didn't cause if you did

You never woulda shot em huh? That there was a close friend of a close friend of mine Tyler_Durden.

Wait..Tyler Du-Du-Durden? The big scary "Godfather" from Delaware put you up to this?

I'm impressed I thought the only thing he was good at is putting targets on his own peoples backs,haha

YOU SHOW RESPECT!!!! Crack!

Dammit! Will you stop with the hitting, it's starting to get irritating...besides he's the one sending his men down here every other week to get slaughtered

And then running back to delawhatever

SHUT UP! that'll be enough outta you...

He leaves the room

Well it's true...after he left the room I started looking around for an exit outta this dump

I spotted a air-duct, damn now if there was a way to unlock these chains

...you gotta be kidding right? B.B left the keys on the table

he never was very...intelligent. I started well I guess you can say hopping towards the table

finally after a while of fighting with the chair n chains I retrieved the key unlocked the chains and began my way through the air-ducts

(Sounds of a chainsaw fill the area)

what's that...after crawling through the air-ducts for what seemed like an hour I stumbled upon an air-duct grill

and looked down, huh well that explains the smell n sound well you can guess what I saw..this is the mob

and if you don't know what I saw think..waste management, whooo that almost made my stomach turn..

I finally reached an exit and stumbled outta the vent and into the parking-lot of this old meat packing plant

Well at least my life ain't boring...I got home took a shower smoked a blunt and downed some whiskey

Some things just never change.