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I’m Jack and I’m going to tell you the true reality about how I got rich. Everything was in color and my mother was a crack addict and she wanted me to sell our donkey for some crack or money from her local dealer down at the Hooders club alley. I told her that I didn't feel the need to do it and she slapped me with her big saggy titties and sent me flying to the kitchen. She got mad when “I” broke a few dishes and sent me on my way.
 
I decided to do it and to please my fucking abominable snowman of a mother and went to the back of the house. When I peered my head from the corner and saw our prized ass…I mean donkeyass and he was eating some grass from the ground and just standing while moving his ears. I named him Juan. I went to the tool shed and got some rope and tied him up. Right when I was about to leave I heard my name being called. I looked the other way and saw my brother who was respectfully named after my mother. I yelled Jonadrug and he responded and ran faster towards me from the lake in the distance.
 
My brain at that moment started to form a plan and I agreed to it. When he came up to me and while he was catching his breath I thought of the plan. I asked him if he could go sell Juan to the guy at the alley. He knew who the guy was since Mom visits with Jona at her side. He quickly nodded his head in agreement and took the rope from my grasp and ran off into the sunset with Juan tagging along beside him.
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