Snookie felt a brief twinge of doubt as he

Snookie felt a brief twinge of doubt as he paused on a rung to catch his breath. He was bored with hot wiring cars. It had become too easy, too routine. A crane! Noone had ever

used a crane to do this type of grand theft auto. Slowly but surely his plan was all coming together. This time next year he would be on the beach. This time next year he would be

on the beach by the mountains. This time next year he would be on the beach by the mountains in Corsica without a care in the world because this time next year his plan would have

would work out. He was certain that he'd be able to fool everyone into thinking that he was a man of power. Oh, how he'd show them all! They all have to bow down to him, begging

him to please, for god's sake, get a freaking grip, man! So it was that he was sent to the State Sanitarium and put in a rubber room, which did not help at all. In fact, when he

wanted to go a little nuts, he just bounced ff the rubber walls singing crazy tunes in his hug me jacket. When the doctors came in he turned it into a hug him jacket and ran out

Into the hallway carrying his clothes and leaving only his Big Jim flashlight to clean their clocks. The mirror screamed bloody murder in room 62, only to be broken into 5,846,571

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you didn't break a mirror directly under a ladder opened above a very large crack. . .if you did, all bets were off. Of course, for a mere one Billion Bit Coins, ALL LUCK IS GOOD!