Walking down a sidewalk in central New York, also known as Brooklyn I couldn’t help but ponder a few things. Thinking to myself it might be time for another speech, looking around a large green garbage disposal bin is spotted just down one of the alley ways. How perfect a few young thugs were hanging around it smoking cigarettes, as I approached them one of the young men instantly jumped off the bin and walked in front of the rest meeting me halfway between the alley way and the edge of the sidewalk he took a good look at me as the other thugs eyed me up and down as they stood behind the young man who pounced off the bin, and giving me a good solid look in the eye he spat a few words…

Is there something I can help you with?

Pulling a large wad of money out of my inside jacket pocket I removed a couple hundred dollar bills, one for each thug that stood in front of me…

Actually now that you mention it there is something you and your “posse” could do for me, if you would like to make some easy cash…

I need that there bin pushed slightly out of the alley way, let’s just say I need it for a stage. Then after that, nothing more then a few easy errands for the some easy cash…

Handing out a few business cards to each of the thugs they were told to stop by a few addresses and hand the card out and mention there will be a speech of sorts here. They will understand… There were no questions asked as the thugs dispersed in different directions…The card contained a date and time the speech would take place with a written in address...

An hour later some of the thugs returned...

What happened to the rest of your boys, surely the task at hand was not to difficult?

Looking down at the ground the young thug then looked up at Seifer…

Sorry sir, the few that have not returned said they are above being an errand boy…

The few that are left standing if front of you, hope we can serve you and make a few extra bucks should you need anything…

Letting out a slight laugh a smirk ran across Seifers face...

No worries amigos this is quite normal now a days it seems, brush it off and lets get this bin moved…

Walking behind the bin Seifer and the few thugs pushed the large bin out onto the side walk, where Seifer then brushed himself off and pulled the hundreds out of his pocket, giving the remaining few each a bill he placed the rest into his pocket before reaching into his jacket pocket a pulling out a few extra smaller bills he hands it out to the remaining thugs…

This is your friends cut who never made it back, a token of appreciation for your hard work…

(Looking to make the speech sometime tomorrow)