RockYourWorld
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Jack Parker made a lot of money as a bookie. He liked to point that out, that he made money taking bets from people. When they lost, he kept their money. When they won, he paid them. All very simple. Jack Parker did NOT make money threatening or hurting people who didn’t pay him. But, this was an unfortunate part of his business, and Jack took care of it when it was necessary.
Usually, a threat was enough. Jack was big..6-4, and an athletic 235 lbs. Some people needed more convincing, and things got physical. Then, there were the total losers that just didn’t understand, and they had to be dealt with using special methods.
This kid Kenny was $10,000 in the hole with Jack and was out of options. Jack had taken him to a bad part of town to break his legs when the kid started begging. He said he’d do anything for one more week to pay. “Don’t do this to me!” he pleaded. “ I have a girlfriend, I’m going to ask her to marry me!” And the dork actually took out a picture of the girl from his wallet and showed it to Jack.
Jack looked at the picture. Hmmmm, not bad. “Tell you what, punk. You set it up so that I have this chick to myself for one night, and I’ll give you another week to pay me back. If she loves you, she’ll do it.” The kid didn’t even seem to flinch at the idea. He just ran off. The next day, he called Jack and told him that his girlfriend would be at his apartment at 7:00 that night to play her part in all of this.
The night arrives, and its 7:00. Jack’s doorbell rings.
Usually, a threat was enough. Jack was big..6-4, and an athletic 235 lbs. Some people needed more convincing, and things got physical. Then, there were the total losers that just didn’t understand, and they had to be dealt with using special methods.
This kid Kenny was $10,000 in the hole with Jack and was out of options. Jack had taken him to a bad part of town to break his legs when the kid started begging. He said he’d do anything for one more week to pay. “Don’t do this to me!” he pleaded. “ I have a girlfriend, I’m going to ask her to marry me!” And the dork actually took out a picture of the girl from his wallet and showed it to Jack.
Jack looked at the picture. Hmmmm, not bad. “Tell you what, punk. You set it up so that I have this chick to myself for one night, and I’ll give you another week to pay me back. If she loves you, she’ll do it.” The kid didn’t even seem to flinch at the idea. He just ran off. The next day, he called Jack and told him that his girlfriend would be at his apartment at 7:00 that night to play her part in all of this.
The night arrives, and its 7:00. Jack’s doorbell rings.