In the summit of a unbearably hot summer things just keep getting fucked up. On your way home from work yesterday your car sputtered and ran out of gas. You coasted off the road and your car joined the ever growing line of abandoned vehicles. People could no longer afford the fifteen dollar a gallon prices. It seems the choices are slim now. You can no longer afford to drive and eat. Hell , even if you didn't eat you still couldn't afford to drive. So...
You fall to your knees beside the road and pray. Pray to Jesus for gasoline. Look within yourself to find the true good natured person you are. Forget all the stealing, forget all of the mob bossing, even forget dice! Yes! You pray to Jesus you will give up your whole dice collection, a collection that means more to you than even your own life, to just have some gasoline to get down the road...
