Today, a tough-looking motorcycle dude stopped by the Pawn Shop. For a moment, I was really afraid, but then I heard him speak. It seemed like he was desperate for cash and wanted to pawn his expensive motorcycle, but I was not going to give him $10,000. He was prepared to whoop me in the ass when I offered him $4,000. telling me that my behavior is impolite. that his partner was his motorcycle. Given that he ran afoul of both the law and his friends, it would seem that he required a lot of money. He turned informant on his group, The Chupa Pingas! One of Miami's toughest motorcycle groups. He's now fleeing for his life. I wasn't scared by all of that harsh talk. I am aware that I had the upper hand. I'll be balls deep in that ass real soon. regardless of how strong and large you are. In my hometown, snitches get anal blasted. Yes, exactly!