THE DUNKIN SKIDS RANDOM RANT: I HATE THIS SHIT!

                                                                                                                                                                                               They locked my skinny little ass away in this little shit hole the orderlies lovingly call the pit. it’s this damp, stank, and cramped room they built in the bowels of Mount Saint What the Fuck! It smells absolutely foul in here. No one comes to see me except the    orderly who  gives me a plate of food every couple of hours and empties the bucket I’m forced to take a piss and shit in. The only company I have is Dragon who continues to creep around in the corner of my minds eye. I try to keep him at bay but, it’s hard. I drift between thoughts of him and my daughter. I wonder where she is and how’s she’s doing. I know one thing. I’d better not find out she’s been hurt. If she is or has been, all hell is gonna’ break loose up in this bitch!

DUNKIN SKIDS BOOK ONE CHAPTER 19: ORIGINS Part 8

Welcome back ladies and gentlemen of the Shakverse! It’s time for another installment of Dunkin Skids! In part 8 of the Origins saga, Dunkin goes into the story of how his father abandoned him and his mother because of his physical defect. This event will surely lead Dunkin down the path of mental illness and heroin addiction but, half the fun is watching how it all began for our hero. Sit back, relax and watch the legend unravel. Shakeem Winn presents Dunkin Skids!

THE DUNKIN SKIDS RANDOM RANT: I HATE THIS SHIT!

…almost killed someone today. It was that fucking psychologist. It wasn’t my fault. The bitch was playing stupid mind games with me. I don’t know who the hell she thinks she’s dealing with but, I’m no fucking joke. I’m sitting in this fucked up hospital, dishing out my life’s story to this medical ho and, she don’t wanna give me a fix. Yes, that’s right, I said a fix! I need it. I’m stressed the fuck out! I haven’t had any ass in six years and these motherfuckers at Mount Saint What the Fuck still won’t tell me where Kim is! So, I decided to choke the good doctor with her own telephone wire! This has been another Dunkin Skids Random Rant.