Since da damn all-powerful could not actually do nuthin useful, again, it fell downon me t’get some sheeit done. ah’ called da damn Man, and told him whut be goin’ waaay down. To say dat dun did not go waaay down well would be trippin’. Man! Turns out da damn Coven uh de Dragon had tried t’kill all uh our Coven in de past. Man! ah’ told him dat dey wuz behind da damn kidnappin’ uh Silas de bloodlo’d uh de Coven uh de Lost. He went totally ballistic! Wo’st uh all, he gots’tald me t’fix all uh dis. Sheeit!

So’s I dig on de ho’n, and make de rubba hit t’ road. We grooved in trucks t’get t’de airpo’t, where mah’ plane, de Soul Plane, wuz waitin’ fo’ us. A smood flight wid fine ho’s would do us all some baaaad. De o’gy underway, we made it all de way t’Rome widout incident. Right on! Reggie, Raves, Slimmy, all had some real baaaad time- but here be not da damn place t’tell dat sto’y. Dese lyrics be pg afta’ all! Right on!

Rome wuz not all dat. Man! Some bad ass mo’fo’s wants’ed t’check da plane. We wuzn’t havin’ none uh dat! Why we chose Rome t’refuel, and not Sicily, ah’ gots’ta t’snatch down wid de pilot some oda’ time. We gots out ok, danks t’my happenin’ self, but we is goin’ t’have t’watch out fo’ one uh dem, some dude dojiggerd Paolo.

Mama made sho’ man we left in style. 4 fighters and some couple uh helicopters would join us on de trip t’our destinashun. She be an happenin’ honky chick!

Dis be when doodads turned baaaad. De weada’ went nasty, an ugly sto’m dat brought waaay down de 2 fighters and da damn Soul Plane! Damn! ah’ loved dat kick ass bird! So’s now we is in Romania, mos’ 24 hours afta’ we had seen de kidnappuh’s. At least one uh us could dig us here! Right on! However, 2 fighters and mah’ plane be not goin’ t’help de Man’s mood any! Right on! ah’ hope he duz not blame me- ah’ cannot control de weader! Fo’ shizzle!


Translation:

Since the all-powerful could not actually do anything useful, again, it fell upon me to get some shit done. I called the boss, and told him what is going down. To say that did not go down well would be an understatement. Turns out the Coven of the Dragon had tried to kill all of our Coven in the past. I told him that they were behind the kidnapping of Silas, the bloodlord of the Coven of the Lost. He went totally ballistic! Worst of all, he has told me to fix all of this. Great!

So I get on the horn, and make arrangements. We traveled in trucks to get to the airport, where my plane, the Soul Plane, was waiting for us. A smooth flight with fine ho’s would do us all some good. The orgy underway, we made it all the way to Rome without incident. Reggie, Raves, and Slimmy all had a really good time- but here is not the place to tell that story. These pieces are pg after all!

Rome was not all that. Some templars wanted to check da plane. We wasn’t having none of that! Why we chose Rome to refuel, and not Sicily, I will have to take up with the pilot some other time. We got out ok, thanks to my awesome self, but we are going to have to watch out for one of them, a dude named Nico.

Mama made sure we left in style. 4 fighters and a couple of helicopters would join us on the trip to our destination. She is an awesome woman!

This is when things turned bad. The weather went nasty, an ugly storm that brought down the 2 fighters and the Soul Plane! I loved that plane! So now we are in Bucharest, almost 24 hours after we had seen the kidnappers. At least one of us could get us here! However, 2 fighters and my plane is not going to help the Boss’s mood any! I hope he does not blame me- I cannot control the weather!


Soul Plane picture from IMDB.

Log from the upcoming book, “The Eloquent Stylings of Willie Dynamite” by Willie Dynamite.