Day CXIC

Done Deal

     The junky looked at him through half closed eyes, he oscilated back, and forth as he scratched his face, and said:

     “Na man, my beloved granny don ga it ta me, man. I just can’t sell it, ya na.”

     “I gi ya fifty bucks, dude!”

     “Haw haw haw,  ya must tink I’m hoid up or sompen, man.”

     “I’ll gi ya seventy five, my last offer!”

     “I don tol ya man, it has senimental value.”

     Red was full of lust for it, he was enchanted, he really wanted it, so he said:

     “A hunet!”

     The junky looked at him, as he fondled his chain, and replied:

     “Diz Cuban gold, man…it reel eighteen karrrat gold, bwa.”

     “Yeaaah, boot who ya stole it from, uh.”

     “Didn’t steal nathan, man. Tol ya me aguela ga it ta me.” He said as he started to walk out of the store.

     Red ran out from behind the counter, and grabbed him by the elbow, looked him right in the eye and said,

     “Lookey hea, ya na ya gon git hoid up soonah or latah dudio, an ya gon sells it ta git ya fix. So if ya sells it ta me rite na...I gi ya two hunet. But, dat is right na! Ya walks out da doh, an ya kin foiget it. Ya dig?!”

     The junky looked at him, and closed his eyes as he gently ran his fingers up, and down the chain. Then he held on to the medallion for a moment, as he silently moved his lips. Red felt the sucker was praying, and that he had him by the proverbial balls. He was praying, and when his lips stopped moving, he smiled, and said:

     “Okay, man, boot ya’s bambooz… ya mugging me, man!”