in the country of los angelus, the infamous big four were having a meeting in their penthouse. marmer lee, cousin of marker lee, who's the twice removed uncle of mark lee, was sitting in the large office chair with an installed bidet, waiting for his thrice in commands. first entered big boss johnny, who at first glance, was packed, and second glance, was too much to handle. although his forehead smacked the ceiling as he entered, his presence was still life-threatening. on his trail was hypeman holland, who had no shame riding in on his pimped up tricycle. he was so fast that he practically landed on the table. last but not least, came the fashionably late hwanwoong, decked out in ikea furniture shaped jewelry.
"well, boys," began marmer lee, tapping on the table in thought. "any ideas for tonights scandal?"
holland raised his hand, "y/n's window was open, i could smell the fish from a block away" he proposed
marmer lee stood up and pointed a violent finger "brilliant, we depart at midnight"
"but wait," hwanwoong interrupted, "isn't the smell of fish dangerous to us men?"
"we aren't men unless we fight the fish," johnny said, rising from his seat
"let's do this, boys"
and the big four set off to devour the fish's homeland
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The Heart Of Mafia
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