Sorry I haven't had a chance to write these till now.
Spang and the pure as snow blow
Spang went to his connection to get the usual hookup for the week. His vice was coke. Stan was in the usual place, the bench two blocks north and 1 block west from the courthouse.
"Hey Stan!"
"Hey Spang!"
"How're those Bills doing?" spang asked. This was really code for: "You got what I need today?"
Usually, Stan would say something like "Last night's game was 90-75...Got the money you owe me?" (Which would be code for "Yeah I got it, you got the money?") And usually after that Stan would say, "Here, you can have my, I'm not thirsty anymore, handing Spang a seemingly empty can of CocaCola. Inside would be the dope. Stan loved the irony of hiding coke in something marked "Coke."
"Terrible, no touchdowns last night." Stan said today.
A break from the usual routine. This meant that Stan was out. He would have to find his hookup elsewhere today.
"Awww Fuck man!" (Which was code for "Awww Fuck man!")
"Yeah, well I got a dentist's appointment, I'll see ya tomorrow Spang."
"Yeah, see you."
Spang sat there on the bench all alone, and watched people go by as he thoguht about where he was going to get a hookup now. Just then a woman in a leather jacket and jeans came over and sat next to him. She was looking at him for a minute. He saw this out of the corner of his eye, and when he was finnally un-nerved enough at her staring at him he shot a glance up. She leaned to him as if to whisper, and he leaned to her with his ear.
"I know where you can score!" She whispered in his ear.
He said, "I don't use prostitutes, sorry lady."
"What? No you asshole! I mean I know who's going to win tonight's game." She said annoyed.
Spang thought about that for a sec. She gave him a note with an address on it.
"Come to my place, we can watch the game!"
So one hour later Spang was at her place and sampling the coke. He did a line. "Pshaw this is great stuff!"
Spang handed her anohter couple hundred dollar bills. "Show me your best shit!" Spang said with a huge shit eating cokefiend grin.
"Here..."
She took out a bag from a briefcase and put some layed out in 3 lines on the mirror. Spang quickly snorted all 3 lines. Suddenly he was out of air, and started to convulse. 3 minutes later he dropped dead on her carpet.
"Ooops! Sorry hun, that was my best heroin!"
RIP Citizen Spang