A Story about a Crackhead Entrepeneur and Crackhead HIT man, by Goliath



GOLIATH AT THUNDER OVER LOUISVILLE


This here a true story what really happen just yesterday on the streets of our beloved hometown 2nd Class City, Jeffersonvilles Indiana. (name after famous President of Indiana George T. Jefferson).  Okay, as all and many knows full well, Goliath got a big compound down by the river where he like to rest in splendor and on occassion shoot hoops in the old peach basket what is nailed up over the old barn door and somtimes frolic with the chickens.  


But, on Thunder over Louisville (depicted in all glory above) Goliath see big opportunity to make some shekels by selling parking spaces at the GC (Goliathandwimmens compound).  These here go for about $20 a pop.  So, Goliath make Sprout go out and stand on street with big sign "Parking $20" (kinda like this here...

   Well across the street,  Goliath and sprout notice neighborhood crack head done pulled three garbage cans (sold by the City of Jeffersonville for PREMIUM dollars)   out to block off three STREET spaces which he is 'selling' for $25!   (This very very good business for you man!) 


So,  As Goliath and sprout watch our competitions,  we see Grandma and Grandpa  pull up at big cool Candy Shop right next to crackheads parking spots.  Grandpa calmly gets out of car,  moves one trash can back on the sidewalk and then parks his TOYOTA       in the spot.  Grandpa and Grandma mosey on into wonderful candy store. 


NOw Crackhead come back and this really piss him off. "Who do they think they are!!! I guess they wanna get their car messed up!!!"
Goliath observe that we all know that its free parking on the street. However Crackhead says, "Well...it won't be ME that messes it up".


Now Goliath ponder what to do? call police? What would he say? ANyway Crack head leaves and then after a few minutes in Candy store,  Grandma and Grandpa come out get in car and pull away. No damage ..... just sweet tooth satersfied.  


Meanwhile,  Crackhead comes back. Now he is saying,  "I changed my mind. I would never damage someone's car over $25 dollars."
But, Goliath done heard this kinda statement before.  This baloney is just crackheads way of trying to give self  an alibi in case Goliath called as witness against him.  


At the same time,  Before very long,  another TOYOTa pulls into parking space left by the Grannys.   This one a different model, but still a Toyota.  Couple get out and walk down to Thunder.  


Within a very few minutes,  along come another Crackhead riding a bicycle. This here crackhead has done been pulled up out of his crib so fast he got different color shoes on! One shoe is black and the other is white! (goliath has seen this here crackhead lingering around alleys downtown in Jeff before)  This nitwit RUNS HIS BIKE STRAIGHT INTO SIDE OF new TOYOTa CAMRY and then  Run away to THIRD crackhead that he Whisper to and Third Crackhead whisper back. Then, "Two shoe" Crackhead race away.  


Goliath just done witness the work of a three man HIT SQUAD and 
the morons HIT the wrong CAR!!!   But, that just about the level of competence in the Jeff Criminal underworld Goliath know as so familiar.  


So,  if   you are the driver of a tan 2001 (or so) Camry parked at Candy store and discovered dent and scrape in driver side door and wondered "How in hell did that happen"  ....Goliath here to tell you...you was the victim of an incompetent CRackhead entrepeneur and his crackhead squad of HIT men!

Comments

Matthew said…
This is the funniest story I've ever read. I'm submitting it to as many blog awards as I can.

Bravo Goliath, though I'm not sure the Fancy Latte Drinkin' Philosopher Folk will enjoy it as much as myself.

(I'm watching the very sexy "companion" laugh as she reads it now.)
Anonymous said…
Matt does very sexy companion like latte's? It could answer your question.

This is a great story. It is almost like something out of a Christopher Moore novel. Only not fiction.

Brian
Patrick said…
Goliath,
This reminds me of the drama and intrigue of short Vine in Cincy long. long ago. How do they find you?
Goliath said…
Patrick...Goliath not know. But the drama and intrigue of Short Vine was much scarier than this here!
Patrick said…
I believe you. There were no candy stores...unless you count that very strange UDF behind the studios.
Goliath said…
Damn. I forgot about the UDF. Yep. That was scarier.
Goliath said…
I am remembering going in there for cigarettes and I recall Martin (the dipshit) getting vanilla crunch wafers.
Matthew said…
My companion drinks Ski not lattes.

I believe she has a connection to the black market where she can acquire long forgotten soft drinks like Ski, Jolt and Surge.

It's bizarre.

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