"a friend will help you move, a good friend will help you move a body"Dara is a good friend, one of the best, in fact. Not that we've had reason to move bodies as of late. But recently, Dara invited me to play a game with her on facebook. Mob Wars. It's a fun little game where you can do "jobs" like robbing banks, smuggling drugs, you know, gansta stuff. And you can buy up real estate. And you can attack other mobsters.
Now, Dara has been playing this game for about a year, and some of that time she was in Ghana and unable to play often. So she amassed a lot of money. I, on the other hand, moved up quickly and did not really know I needed to take it easy until it was too late.
And so, I had little resources and little funds, and then, some stupid player started attacking me. A lot. I wanted to put him on the hitlist, but I couldn't afford it. But Dara is in my mob, and I figured, that's what a mob is for, right? To help each other out when you need it.
So now, Dara and I have a little agreement. If someone bothers me, I send her the name, and she puts them on the hitlist (which means some player will "kill" you). I think we may be the only mobsters in the game who have figured out this sweet deal, because it often takes the attacker/dead player a little while to put two and two together.
I love that I have a friend who is willing to put out hits just for little ol' me!
2 comments:
And now you have blown your cover. Better be checking over your sholder miss smartie pants
naw I'm not on there, I have enough time drain stuff
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