When the man in the tuxedo walks past you, you’ll know you’ve
hit pay dirt. You’ll stumble to your
feet, steadying yourself on a nearby drain pipe to ease the process along. Then you’ll begin your shtick, clearing your
throat before politely requesting:
“Pardon sirrah, have you a dollar to spare?”
The man will act as if he didn’t hear you, which will lead
to you tugging ever so gently on his sleeve.
“Beg pardon, sir. I
seek funds for crack cocaine. I’d lie to
you and claim that it’s for food, but such a gesture would be tremendously
ungentlemanly.”
The man will pause for a moment. A smile will creep across his face.
“What would you do for fifteen dollars?” he’ll ask, the
bulge in his pants already taking shape.
“Felatio it is!” you’ll cheerily announce, extending your
hand to the man in the tuxedo for a quick shake before you guide him to the
alley. Once there you’ll begin tepidly
conducting oral sex upon this gentleman.
As he nears orgasm, you’ll stop, remove a straight razor from your
pocket and slit the gentleman’s throat to the spine. He’ll die gurgling.
“Terribly sorry,” you’ll murmur at him as you collect his
clothes. You’ll give him a quick kick on
your way away, then trundle off to sell his possessions as politely as possibly
overjoyed to have more money to give to Manuel, your crack salesperson. And what’s more, you acquired these funds
without ever losing composure or resorting to bad manners. A capital day overall!
Congratulations Polite Crack Fiend!
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