GnR isn't classic rock

43.3 The Outlaw

If you don't eat you don't shit

Aren't communists supposed to be against government? Why set this up like one?

*After the shit show that happened with BCR and their guns Jason takes some time to himself. He goes back home and makes a few calls around the Island. He calls back Hendrix to try and assure that it was Scots who came to the island. After his phone call Jason goes out heads over to Kevin's shop. As he pulls in he can see the cars parked everywhere but doesn't see Kevin anywhere.*

Don't worry. Just one month left hopefully.

Motown said should be out by March. The first Module that is.

I want everybody to cause hell. Have fun and enjoy yourselves

"Try and figure out who wants 4,000$ worth of guns. Other than that, nothing we can do." Jason sits back on his Indian.

"Shit brother. That's what's going on. Nothin but shit." Jason offers Micky a cigarette.

"Want do you want me to do Michael?" Jason sparks up a cigarette and takes a long inhale.

As Jason sees that Micky is calling him he gets on the phone with Hendrix. "Listen, I need a favor.. I need you to tell me if anybody came onto the island or not within the last week. A couple of our guys are MIA and we need some info... Alright. Jason waits for a moment. "What?.. Jesus, thanks John." He hangs up the phone quickly. "Some fucking group from Scotland. That's the only people come to the island in the last week."

"What should I do Michael? If you want I can go ring up our trusty pal Micky for some support or go and ask our paid boys in blue if they know anything." Jason sits on his bike and waits for a response from Michael.

"Most rivals take them for a number of things. We gotta be sure they didn't just go into hiding. If any of them get to the club let us know." He points at a probie. "Fuck, what are we gonna do Prez. They cleaned us out."

"And you come up with good line." Jason walks closer to the wreak. "I don't fuckin see anybody." He whispers. He walks back over to Michael "Think they ran off?"

"I doubt it's the Irish. Who the fuck would start a war on the side of a road?" Jason takes out his pistol and makes sure he has bullets. "I've got seven included in the chamber. What have you got?"

Jason looks up to where he thinks the gunshots are coming from. "We better speed up before things get too out of hand! Our boys are gonna die!" He yells as loud as he can over the gushing wind in his ears and the loud engines all around him.

Floor 46: A very disgusted grandson

"Just when I thought we were bonding." Jason grabs his keys and runs out to his bike. He sits down and revs the engine and takes off behind Michael.

Floor 44: One very horny grandpa

"The only problem is there wasn't enough property damage. Other than that, tail was good, booze was plenty and of course we didn't stop until the sun came up." Jason smiles and takes another shot. "You should definitely join next time. We may find you an old lady yet."

"I'll give him a call. But after the party he sorta vanished." Jason tosses his cigarette to the curb and walks into the clubhouse. He pours himself a drink and chugs it down. "Nothing like booze to cure booze."

Jason stick a cigarette in his mouth and crouches down. "Yeah, I can't tell if it's the motor or the gears making the screeching noise. Gonna have to strip it and test it." Jason walks over to Michael and nudges his arm. "So what's the word on those shipments? We've been waiting for that shit for a while."

Jason reluctantly gets out of bed. Still hungover from the night before, he slowly puts on his pants and shirt. As he walks into the kitchen he's greeted by his enthusiastic German Shepard. "Willow, whatever you're on I need some." Willow barks and sends a wave of pain through Jason's head and makes him gag. "Here's your food. I'm gonna go puke my guts out." Jason rushes to the bathroom and after puking gets ready to go to work. As he puts on his patch he grabs his helmet and hops on his Scout Sixty. As he pulls into the clubhouse driveway. He walks into the garage and start working on his new project.

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