Post by Craig Dillard on Jun 11, 2010 14:26:11 GMT -5
As Trey drove through Mulholland, seeing all the mansions and estates, he got it! The best way to get $3,000 more (he needed that much money to finance the creation of a gang) is to sneak in one of them, and steal anything that's worth to steal. He grabbed his cellphone and dialed Lil's number.
Lil: Yeah.
Trey: Yo, Lil, man.
Lil: Hey whassup man.
Trey: Listen, I got a fucking good idea homie! I was blind all along, man, blind!
Lil: You're still blind, deaf and dumb, bitch, tell what the fuck you want.
Trey: You know those cribs in Mulholland? Y'know, where those Vinewood stars live and shit? Well, my idea is to creep inside, grab some cash-worth goods, and then sell'em for money. We'll be making a gang in seconds, man.
Lil: Um...you ain't so stupid as you look...
Trey: Fuck you man...
Lil: ...and I think yo' idea is fine.
Trey: Okay. Ring Marcus and let's get going.
Lil: The idiot doesn't answer his phone, I called him fifty fucking times! Motherfucker. But I got this homie, he goes by the name Priest. He's got fingers as long as Cherry's tongue. And what about her, dog?
Trey: Nothing! Tell her if you want, if you don't want, then don't tell her. She'll fucking complain, but I don't give a fuck. Meet me in Mulho, and we're gonna pick some houses.
In midnight, Trey, Lil and Priest arrived in Mulholland. They sneaked in one of the mansions, and Priest silently and secretly strangled every guard he saw. Finally, they sneaked into the house, with Priest repeating the same process as outside. Trey and Lil were collecting every valuable thing they could find. After some time, they went out.
Tomorrow, they sold the things. They earned $15,000, and split it up. Priest got $5,000, while Trey and Lil deposited the money in gang making. With $10,000, now they had $14,000.
Lil: Yeah.
Trey: Yo, Lil, man.
Lil: Hey whassup man.
Trey: Listen, I got a fucking good idea homie! I was blind all along, man, blind!
Lil: You're still blind, deaf and dumb, bitch, tell what the fuck you want.
Trey: You know those cribs in Mulholland? Y'know, where those Vinewood stars live and shit? Well, my idea is to creep inside, grab some cash-worth goods, and then sell'em for money. We'll be making a gang in seconds, man.
Lil: Um...you ain't so stupid as you look...
Trey: Fuck you man...
Lil: ...and I think yo' idea is fine.
Trey: Okay. Ring Marcus and let's get going.
Lil: The idiot doesn't answer his phone, I called him fifty fucking times! Motherfucker. But I got this homie, he goes by the name Priest. He's got fingers as long as Cherry's tongue. And what about her, dog?
Trey: Nothing! Tell her if you want, if you don't want, then don't tell her. She'll fucking complain, but I don't give a fuck. Meet me in Mulho, and we're gonna pick some houses.
In midnight, Trey, Lil and Priest arrived in Mulholland. They sneaked in one of the mansions, and Priest silently and secretly strangled every guard he saw. Finally, they sneaked into the house, with Priest repeating the same process as outside. Trey and Lil were collecting every valuable thing they could find. After some time, they went out.
Tomorrow, they sold the things. They earned $15,000, and split it up. Priest got $5,000, while Trey and Lil deposited the money in gang making. With $10,000, now they had $14,000.