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Date Posted: 00:01:16 04/06/03 Sun
Author: Ken Wild
Subject: Shay... Shay

Paco is seen in his apartment sitting behind his desk. He grabs the case from under the desk and places it on the table and opens the case. He begins counting the when Wild approaches him with a plate of Coke and the remote to the television. Wild places the plate near the case and sits right next to Paco. Wild begins flipping channels when he pauses and begins to smile.

"Paco": Look with a few more deals and we can finally get out of this fucking place. Why are you smiling?

Ken Wild: Shay...... I get the clown of last season, Shay. I mean if we had an award for jackass of the season it wouldn't be a contest for him. But we are kinda cool and we were in the Mavericks. Who gives a shit now that's last season. But he's been looking kinda good, I mean with the two wins he managed to pull off. I haven't had a win since last season. But you know what Paco? I'm going to end his little run and start one of my own. Then maybe when I'm ready I can get my shot at the little bitch, Brain.

Suddenly Paco's phone rings. Paco reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone and begins to speak.

Paco: Who this?

I hear your the only Coke dealer in Juno Montana? I want to see you in person and bring some of the Cocaine to the Hotel, Plaza hotel I mean.

Paco: Only in the Juno Ghetto homes. You see I can't be seen in the city. Come to the place where Cocaine is a positive thing. Until then homes you better not fucking call at all. "Hangs up." Christ! Now I have to start all over again. Fucking cock sucker!

Ken Wild: Hey, what did they want?

Paco: Some fucking prick wanted to buy off us. I only do business in the Ghetto. This is the only place where cops don't give a fuck about a black guys shooting up and stealing. Or a white guys dealing that small shit in the corner. Or kids walking around with guns. This is the place to live. But as soon as I..... I mean we get the money we need my ass is out. No more Juno Ghetto and I'll live the rest of my life clean.

Ken Wild: Why give up a perfect opportunity? You see Paco your to fucking stupid to know we must do whatever we need to get the money. Hey, I'm just as desperate as you are about getting out of here. I've been around here to fucking long. But the way I see it..... Call him back and tell him we'll be seeing him in a little while. Tell him to be alone.

Ken begins sniffing Coke and smiles as repeatedly says "Shay...... Shay...... Shay." Paco is seen dialing the number. The scene fades out.

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