Bossman Austin Curtis Peterson / BossmanJack / AustinGambles / Austin_07 / irondollah - Gambling addict, convicted felon, scammer, and raging manchild that hates his fucking life, FAKE MONEY

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Duration of Rehab Saga Mk. IV

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  • Completed Successfully

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Anyone want to take bets on the total time he is gone? I bet at max 2 days as he will run out of cash and then turn himself in.
 
What if will see random worlds collide and hes seeking shelter with Pixyteri. Hes going sweep them away and they live happy ever after in Japanland.
 
I'm not a lawyer fag, but isn't a CAPIAS a warrant for his arrest? I think bossman might actually be fucked this time... :lossmanjack:
I've said it before and I'll say it again. Lolcows have the Devil's own luck when it comes to legal issues. He'll be back with an epic story about how all charges were dropped and how a lady cop gave him an epic BJ while the judge fed him grapes like a mo-fucking Roman aristocrat. I'll be inclined to believe him.
 
Made in honour of this new development



[Verse 1]
Bossman Jack sweep the streets fresh in black
Bust a move, stack the cash, pockets never slack
Enemies named Evil Eddie, rats all known
Ratatouille crew best beware, ain't callin' home

[Verse 2]
Gambling's his vice, dice rollin' so cold
Swiggin' cheap booze, his life's sold, bold
Eddie schemin', plottin' down in them dark alleys
But Jack, swift as shadow, makes his grand rallies

[Chorus]
Bossman Jack, crack smoke fillin' up the air
Guns cocked back, he ain't got a care
Sneakin' through the night, city under his spell
Enemies beware, Jack givin' 'em hell

[Verse 3]
Hustlin' through the city’s maze, streets his playground
From under the lamp post, ever watchful, profound
Ratatouille Rats be squeakin', tryna snitch
But Jack the kingpin, no room for glitch

[Verse 4]
Deals go down like water in a storm
Jack's throne in the game, he swore to keep warm
Pipes be cracklin', his vice, his shame
Yet he rise for the finale, ain’t playin' no game

[Chorus]
Bossman Jack, crack smoke fillin' up the air
Guns cocked back, he ain't got a care
Sneakin' through the night, city under his spell
Enemies beware, Jack givin' 'em hell
 
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