Its dark and I can't see it seems like im

Its dark and I can't see it seems like im outside in a ally but I dont no. Where am I?

Its called the city

bank Visa platinum card because they ran out of metals to give titles to their crappy credit con games. I hate platinum now. My bank has turned me against precious metals completel

from here to Harlem. And that was precisely what I did. Ran that darn card to the limit. I used it so much it was smokin'. Literally smokin'. When it smoked it smelled like

White Widow, mixed with a little OG Kush. I had an extensive entourage following my spending spree cloud and I wanted to treat them to something special. I knew the owner down at

Volcanoes' Little Treasures. A quirky little shop where one could be sure to undergo the experience of a lifetime. Who wouldn't want to boogieboard on waves of red hot lava? I was

giddy with excitement. On the drive toward the shop I found myself repeatedly making siren noises with my mouth, hoping it would cause the other cars to pull over so I could get

some practice in before the National "Boy Who Cried Wolf" finals. When I got to the shop, I squawked, "This is the San Pedro Police Department, We have you surrounded. Come out

and drop all of your beets! Your bass belong to me!" The fishmongers were gullible, and I hid like a pedestrian to take all their sick bass and beets. We animals eat tonight!