Originally Posted by
dribblin todger
Cree will not help you, its too big a job for them. You need to turn your trust to the Feds...
Picture the scene....
It was a wet and windy night in Crime city, so windy the rain stung your face and dripped off your chin, your hat was sodden and you could'nt light your cigar, you had no where to go..... Except!
In the distance the Police Station light post was bending in the wind, the dim bulb flickered on and off with no particular tempo.
You pushed the heavy glass door open and behind the desk sat a young Eliot Ness, his scar was fresh a cuban hanging from his mouth.
"Good evening Wayno" said Eliot, "we have been expecting you, hows life on the East Side?"
Wayno "Its gotten hot, Eliot, so hot i hadda come see you, things are shpiralling outta control, i gotta rat in my Mob!"
Eliot" What makes you think we are gonna help ya, you shmuck, your the biggest crime lord in the city"
Wayno "I gotta name"
Eliot "You shay you gotta name?"
Wayno "But firsht, i wanna do a deal wid ya"
Eliot "A deal ya shay... we dont deals with crooks,...but... i'l fone Bugsy, see what he says,cos we looking for a name?"
Several minutes later Eliot returns from speaking to Bugsy...
Eliot "Yeah Wayno, we can do a deal, what do you want?"
Wayno "Full immunity, from all da robbin and pimpin my Mob been doing on the East Side"
Eliot "Shounds good to me shmuck, whats the name?"
Wayno "Its Toffiepops, he lives on Lemonade street at the house with the Candy Pink curtains and sugar cane door knocker"
ffs , get over it....