that 19.99% was just the start of it.
Junior has already spent about $2500 on new parts, machine work, and custom paint, and the bike's still thousands from completion.
And that sweet lil doll of his? well, she's getting tired of all the money she makes at Starbucks going to 20% interest on motorcycle parts. The stress is really getting to her, and one night, after a little too much wine, she trips on an ignition coil that Junior has left lying on the living room floor. She breaks that cute little nose of hers, and after two operations, her health insurer tells her that they won't pay. They say her injuries were due to a motorcycle accident, and she should make a claim with GEICO.
Now Junior is wishing he never saw that goddam bike... his dad left his mom when he was just 12, he rarely saw him, so wtf is he doing going broke rebuilding the old man's bike? He's dead anyway....
Next thing you know, Junior gets laid off from his job as a copy editor at the local paper, because, well, nobody reads newspapers anymore. In desperation, he comes up with an idea; he starts growing cannabis in the basement. He knows that like his cousin Rufus, he can make thousands in a very short time. After several months, Junior and Cutie are beginning to catch up on their debt, and are enjoying some really good herb. Things are looking good, soon they'll have enough money to pay all the bills, finish the commando, and maybe buy some more grow lights.
Then, one afternoon while delivering a new pair of gran tourismo handgrips, the UPS guy spots a bag of fresh buds on a bookshelf, and while Junior's back is turned, he quickly grabs it.
Leaving work, the UPS guy stops for a couple beers, and has a few too many. On his way home he gets stopped at a roadblock, and during the bust the cops find his ill gotten herb. Being an convicted felon, he quickly rats out Junior to save his own ass.
The next day, Junior and Cutie are raided. Major dude he is, Junior accepts all responsibility, and cops a plea. Since they're in Nevada, he gets sent away for 20 to life.
Cutie just can't make it on her own, not with what Starbucks pays. She falls behind on the mortgage, and Wells Fargo soon forecloses on the house, liquidating it in a short sale to a Google executive, who has already bought dozens of them. Tired, broke and lonely, Cutie hooks up with a tatooed guy with a shaved head who rides a beat up CBR600 and promises her the world. Within weeks the two strip the norton and sell the parts on ebay.
