SPOOKS for Friday, May 14, 2004

CHAPTER 1C 'So dig-the chick takes him to the back room of that funky-tail storefront that she calls her chapel. Skulls, chains, swords, charms, and all that junk hangin on the walls-statues of Egyptian gods. So anyway, this gal walked on her knees up to the altar...' The richly appointed Cadillac... Sign in to see full entry.

CHAPTER 1B 'Aint nuthin man, hard times and poverty and bad debts. Aint much hustle left in the street, man. Whatever the street do give up to a dude is likely to get ripped-off anyhow.' 'Yeh, dig dat, man. But you know I been thinkin bout yo problem, and the way it runs down to me is that you just... Sign in to see full entry.