Then there was one. This one, is special. This one, is rare. This one, required a sacrifice.
I was headed back to the hotel with
JWNAS
super late on Saturday night. We heard a rustling in the dumpster behind the Golden Corral next to the La Quinta before making it across the parking lot. I figured it was either a raccoon looking for scraps or
yoko
had run out of beer and was dumpster diving to see if he had thrown out a full one with his empties. We paused to see what would pop out. Low and behold, out the side door, falling right onto his worthless face, was the nastiest, most worthless, sorry son of a motherfu*#er that has ever set foot in Mooresville, Tanto Quantavious.
He was shirtless, covered in beef fat, mashed potatoes and chocolate from the fondue fountain, all of which was thrown out by the Golden Corral at closing. He looked like he had never showered in his life and I am pretty sure he had shit his pants at some point during the evening. Apparently he hitches into town from the compound nightly to eat out of this dumpster and score drugs. My first thought was I would be doing the world a favor if I shot him in the head and got Nick to help me throw his ass back in the dumpster. However, having already been successful in working an deal with his brother Rasmus earlier in the evening, I figured I would see if I could get anything out of him, then I could still close him out if he left me empty handed.
We helped him up and asked if he needed any help. He said he could use some crack. I was all out, Rasmus had all I brought down from DC to score that EDC posted earlier. I told him I had a little meth and a carton of menthol Kools, but I wanted him to take me to the creek in search of zombie gold. He agreed, but only if he got a blowjob in addition to the meth and the smokes.
I looked at Nick and he gave me the nod, he’d do it if it would count as his initiation into the fraternity. Now, I already knew that all he had to do to get into the fraternity was eat one of Mark’s peppers on Sunday evening, but he really looked like he wanted to do it, and zombie gold is zombie gold, so I told him to go for it and he would be in. I gotta say, I could immediately tell this was not the first time Nick had done this. I have only seen two people work with such proficiency previously, Jenna Jameson and
@Cap’n Smudge. After about three minutes and what sounded like a hog rooting for truffles, we were on our way back to the compound and down to the creek.
After about an hour of digging in the dark, we finally found a creek loved SDFK. Now, this is when we headed back up the hill and ran into a fully nude
@cpirtle , but, I already covered what a scarring sight that was in another post. Tanto said he would get with Rasmus and they would have something for me on Sunday evening. He winked at Nick, who oddly enough winked back and said “See you in twenty minutes”. I don’t know what that was about, and I don’t think I want to either.
Sunday night, I crushed some steaks and as I walked by the fire pit later on, someone called to me from the shadows. It was Tanto and he had this blade rolled up in an old tube sock with red stripes. He said it was inspired by a Yakuza boss he and his brother met in Japan after an opium den filled week at a brothel near the base of Mount Fuji. He called it the BTS which he said stood for Boss Tanaka Shank. I feel fortunate to have scored this blade. I did feel a little bad that Nick had to guzzle the custard to make it happen. I feel worse that we still made him eat the scorpion pepper on Sunday. I’m over it though.
Quantavious Brothers BTS
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