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bucks, remember?”
    “ Yea man, I’ll pay you.
Don’t worry.”
    “ Who’s the mark?” Eric
liked to act like a pro.
    “ Not who, what. That old
shitty Walmart.” Perry said, reaching to tough Eric's
    afro.
    “ Why would you want to rob
an old shitty Walmart?” Eric questioned, dodging Perry's
touch.
    Juicy chimed in,”He needs new camping gear.”
They all shared a laugh.
    “ Na, seriously. Me n Tony
are going on a long camping trip. L and Missy are coming
too.”
    “ When?”
    “ Tonight.”
    “ Why?”
    “ It’s easy, they’re open
all night and we’re leaving tomorrow.” Perry laid out
    his epic plans.
    Eric shook his head, grabbed the bong and
took a big hit. Then blowing it out long and slowly, “Let’s
rock.”
    Juicy laughed and struggled to reach for
something in his pocket, “Did somebody say rock?”, as he pulled out
an 8 ball.
    “ Ohh fuck!” A duet of
excited druggies exclamated.
    They proceeded to do lines and plot their
robbery, constantly going off on tangents. Then they did more lines
and talked about how Futurama used to be good before it got
cancelled and brought back. Then they did more lines and talked
about nothing. Then they did more lines. Then they drank some
beers. Then they did more lines.
    “ You know their night
security crew is armed now?” Eric stated.
    “ Yep, that’s why I’m
bringing Bessie.” Juicy reached behind his chair and pulled out his
shotgun. “Fuck you Walmart rent a cop!” He aimed the gun at no one
and mouthed shooting it “BABOOM!”
    “ No guns man!”
    “ If this is The Terrible
Threesome’s last hurrah, let’s go out with a bang.” Juicy was ready
to party. “Yes guns man. Guns for the win.”
    They did a few more lines, grabbed a few
beers for the road, then packed the
    bullet with coke, for the road also. Then
they wanted to do more lines and had to unpack the bullet, they did
more lines, and then repacked the bullet and went out to rob the
old shitty Walmart.
    Inside the old shitty Walmart there were 3
sweaty, greasy, security guards in the security camera room. They
all would remind you of the chef from Sucker Punch. Just super
nasty, greasy guys, all three were Walmart night security, so of
course all three had wanna be cop mustaches. They were guys that if
you watched any of them eat a meatball sandwich you would be
disgusted. The head guard was severely overweight, the second
ranking rent a cop was a very tall guy and the third was obese.
They were doing many lines of coke also, and talking about how they
wanted to shoot people, then they did more lines and produced more
sweat and grease. From the looks of their office, they probably
didn’t see much action.
    The inside of the old shitty Walmart was old
and shitty. ICs had killed a lot of “brick and mortar” stores and
Walmart was one of them. Walmart wasn’t going down without a fight
and continued to keep their stores open. Many of the lights inside
the store didn’t work, some of the fluorescent light were broken
and dangling, only about half of the shelves were stocked. All
their stores still had a grocery section, but there were no
groceries. Basically the whole place looked like a stampede of
bulls ran through and no one bothered to clean up.
    Walmart pretty much was reduced to being a
tiny gun store in a big box store’s
    body. Guns were the only thing they sold,
well the whole sporting goods section. That’s why Perry, Eric and
Juicy were on their way to rob it. Although robbing Walmart was a
pretty common occurrence nowadays, which is why they had three
armed security guards on duty at 2 AM.
    Outside the front doors, the three coked out
amatuer criminals scrambled to do a
    few more bullet hits and finish off their
beers before going in, Then Juicy had to piss and adjust his mask.
Then Eric’s mom called. Then they needed to finish the bullet.
    “ In case we get caught, we
don’t want to get caught with this shit.”
    “ We’re not getting
caught.” Perry