American Entertainment 1982 Chapter 254

  Chapter 254 The arrival of the Jews

Led by Martin, Tommy walked into this tattoo studio where various tattoo manuscripts and photos of finished products were pasted. After entering the door, even Martin couldn't help waving his hand on his nose a few times: "God, this The smell of hemp is so strong that it is enough for the US Drug Enforcement Administration to complete the number of anti-drugs for a year, how high are you?"

  The mixed-race tattoo apprentice who was in charge of guarding the store grinned and showed his rotten teeth, and shook the hand-rolled cigarette in his hand towards Martin: "Florida needs inspiration, art needs inspiration, and inspiration needs this stuff~"

Martin didn't pay any attention to this guy who was obviously already grown up, and led Tommy straight to the back operating room, opened the door, and Tommy saw Jeff, whom he hadn't seen for many days, lying quietly in a pair of boxers. On the tattoo chair, let the tattoo artist work on his wide back.

  In addition to the tattoo artist and Jeff, there is also a black man in the room who looks like a girl in clothes.

"You took the money I've worked so hard to sell my body and donated to Jeff, and helped Jeff hire a man who looked like a sissy to be his overall stylist for the campaign? We're going to make him a tough guy , not packaged as a cowboy." Tommy understood why Jessica, a traditional woman who seldom directly uses discriminatory words to describe others, would choose to use the word sissy to describe her. Describe each other.

In front of him was a black man in his thirties, with a bald head and a wine-red round brim, a black and white T-shirt like a Dalmatians, tight denim shorts, casual sandals, and a black coat tied around his waist , the placket hangs between the legs, it looks like wearing a black skirt.

"90% of the women in Florida are not as charming and feminine as this **** man's clothes. This has already proved his ability. He went to those **** bars to borrow the bathroom, and he had to have four bodyguards outside to guard him, otherwise he would die in the Under the siege with clubs, he even bought a sky-high price of insurance for his ass." Martin was obviously very familiar with the other party, and introduced to Tommy:

"Marcus Landry, at the age of 22, won the championship of Florida's most photogenic Mr. Makeup competition, and now he is a stylist, helping many local singers in Florida to do the overall packaging design of the MV, and another I have my own styling studio, among the blacks, I am definitely young and promising, only inferior to me."

Martin likes to exaggerate, but Tommy thinks it is not exaggerating. This black man is at least 1.9 meters tall, but you just can't describe him as tall, but as tall, with a tall figure and exquisite facial features. Three-dimensional, even though Tommy is resistant to the **** community and blacks in his heart, he must admit that this handsome **** **** with male and female looks is definitely Marilyn Monroe in the eyes of **** men.

   "This is my boss, Tommy." Martin said to the **** man named Marcus.

Marcus was obviously dissatisfied with what Tommy said just now. He sized up Tommy with a slight frown, then motioned Tommy to look at Jeff on the tattoo chair, and said with disgust: "Jeff Lavin's family The patriotic tough guy designs, and the veteran tough guy tattoos on his body, wear, all designed by me, a sissy man."

Tommy took a closer look at Jeff who was lying on his stomach without any response, and waited until he could see the tattoo on this guy: "Wow, I take back what I just said, Marcus, you are so **** hard, in order to apologize, I will Introduce you to a friend named Jason, maybe you can cure his Marcus syndrome, and he can pay you a lot of money for it."

  On Jeff's broad back, there is a tattoo of an upright M4A1 rifle at this moment. The muzzle of the rifle is inserted into a pair of U.S. Army boots, and an Army helmet and a soldier's badge are hung on the butt. This is obviously a soldier's grave.

   On both sides of the boots, there are two lifelike American bully dogs with fierce expressions. Above the dog is a handwritten sentence in English: "Old soldiers will never die, he will only kill those who want this country to die forever!"

On the two arms, there are also tattoos of the American eagle grabbing the skull representing leadership, the red poppy representing the sacrifice of comrades in battle, the pierced heart, naked women, photos of his wife Jessica, etc. Military groups Common tattoo designs.

"Just looking at these tattoos, I really wouldn't believe it. Jeff is just helping the military band move musical instruments in the Florida National Guard. These tattoos look like killing machines trained by elite special forces." Tommy nodded full of praise, Then he asked Marcus: "Jeff is not bad, the tattoo is so painful that he can still fall asleep, which shows that he is a tough guy in his bones."

"It took enough anesthetic to bring down an elephant to make him sleep with his wailing mouth closed, sir, don't you see that the color of these tattoo designs is very light? That's because of the anesthetic used, the pores shrink, There is no way to absorb the ink... The pattern on this guy is the worst work of my career, and I will never admit that this pile of **** is tattooed by me." The tattooist spat out the cigarette **** of the hand-rolled cigarette, looked up and said to Tommy:

   "This guy is as soft as the pair of silicone **** I usually use for blow-up dolls."

  Tommy sighed, changed the subject, and asked Martin, "Well, when is Jeff's first nomination speech?"

The first party nomination speech is the internal primary election of party members held within the Democratic Party in the 18 constituencies. After listening to the speeches of the candidates to vote, the number of votes for these candidates in the party is calculated. Basically, the first nomination speech is over. In the end, except for the top two, no matter how many candidates there are behind, there will be no more chances. Because of the follow-up election process, the Democratic Party's eighteenth constituency committee will only focus on the top two, and will be in the next round. In the second round of party nomination speeches, start to decide which one to fully support based on the interests of the party and the ability of the candidate, and persuade the other party to call on his supporters to support the opponent instead, integrate all forces, and ensure that Unite against a candidate picked the same way on the Republican side.

  Of course, candidates with lower rankings can continue to participate in the second round of elections within the party, but basically, without the support of party resources, there is no chance of winning.

"Five days later." Martin said to Tommy: "There are a total of 24,886 registered Democrats in the 18th District. Excluding those who were unable to attend due to various reasons, there will be about 22,000. Democrats participate in the primary election nomination vote. The team has calculated that at least 5,500 party nomination votes must be obtained in order to have a chance to win the second place in the battle of nine candidates. Several current simulation data show that, Jeff's best result came in fourth place, with 1,800 votes. His racist campaign slogan was rejected by the Democratic Party, because the Democratic party committees in the 18 districts believed that Rosario Kennedy was the Cuban A woman can win the support of Cuban voters in the district, and her image can also improve the stereotyped and conservative image of the Democratic Party among Cubans."

   "Before the primary election, we need to help Jeff build momentum." Tommy squeezed his chin, looked at Jeff who was still asleep, and said in his mouth.

Martin has learned a lot about the election industry in the past two weeks, and now he said along Tommy's line of thought: "Notify those veterans of an amazing pre-primary rally? But the party's nominating primaries, these ordinary people's rallies Meaningless and unlikely to sway decisions within the Democratic Party."

"Aren't we going to arrange for Jessica to get a minor injury in a traffic accident? Change the script and put the rally before the primary election on Coral Road in South Miami, let Jeff and his whole family attend together, and choose a good venue." Tang Mi was silent for more than ten seconds, then raised his head and said to Martin:

"Take money to ask BT TV's local affiliated stations to live broadcast for me, and let them broadcast the video to all BT TV's affiliated stations in the United States. I don't care if BT charges 200,000 or 300,000. Pay them and in short I will make sure that all of BT's affiliates in the US air a special Black News Today coverage of this rally."

   "You want to launder that black political money, Boss?" Martin asked Tommy in a low voice after hearing Tommy's words.

Coral Road in South Miami, next to Little Havana, is where many middle- and lower-class Jews gather. Martin doesn't think Jews will support Jeff, because one of the Democratic candidates claims to be of Jewish descent, so it is likely that his boss's The real idea is to donate the money donated by the foundation's cult church to Jeff's campaign action committee, and then he will successfully launder it in the name of Martin's payment to BT TV station advertising fees.

"No, I want to verify how influential BT TV has been since it has been in operation for so long, and I think Jews should also hate Cubans." Tommy rubbed Martin's head fondly like a pet: "Call Paige and ask him to come see me. I haven't seen him for so long. I miss him a little."

As night fell, Tommy sat at the head of the table at Jeff's house. Jeff, Jessica, Gina and Jeff's four children, Zach's two buddies Zach and Alan, Martin, Marcus, like a devout believer beside Jesus, sat on the left and right sides of the dining table.

Tommy cut a piece of beef with hemoglobin with a knife, then inserted it into his mouth and chewed: "When I was in Tallahassee, someone taught me to eat steak like this. Steak, although it is tougher than six-ripe steak, it is not good for digestion, but you can enjoy the deliciousness of blood, and the most important point is that you will always enjoy food one step faster than a fool who only eats six-ripe."

   "If I were him, I would just hold a live cow's **** and gnaw it down." Jeff's smart buddy Allen said.

"Shut up, Alan, the point of this sentence is to eat the meat one step faster than others! It's not to eat the cow's butt! Fuck it, it's a miracle that **** didn't go crazy when he came to Florida to preach." Tommy swallowed the food, He cursed at Allen, then looked at Jeff who grinned and laughed because of Allen's words, and said:

"Starting today, don't let me see this **** foolish smile on your face again, Jeff! Think of something angry! For example, you are carrying the dreams of countless veterans on your mother's back, and countless people like you The old soldier is waiting for your redemption! Don't **** laugh again!"

Jeff has a naturally fierce expression. As long as this guy keeps his face tight and doesn't smile, he shaves his head, takes off his shirt, and rides a Harley motorcycle in the street. The ruthless character of the white gang.

But the problem is, this guy likes to laugh, and when he smiles, it reminds Tommy of an emoji he often saw in social software in his previous life, the one in the runaway comics with Yao Ming's face paired with Director Jin's smile, no matter how fierce With such facial features and such a smile, it also makes people feel that Jeff is harmless.

"Three days later, two days before the party's nomination primary, I want your family to hold a rally on Coral Street in the South District. I will not let the veterans help you rush to stand and cheer, so the rally may open. It's very deserted, because all the people living there are Jews, don't expect them to give Jeff the same enthusiasm as they went to preach to the veterans, but I promise, as long as Jeff speaks according to the speech script Martin and others gave you, it will slowly attract Jews Attention, Jessica, you don't have to pretend to be sick, you and Jeff, four children, Gina, when you leave with Marcus, he will change your clothes, and Martin will give you some dos and don'ts , within three days, you successfully hooked up a boyfriend of Jewish descent in a bar on the South Side, understand? It doesn't matter whether he is impotent or not, and whether he works well in bed, the most important thing is that he is Jewish, and three days later, give Take that idiot to the rally, and then..."

  Before Tommy finished speaking, the door of Jeff's house was pushed open from the outside, and Stephen Bean appeared outside the door with an angry face:

"F*ckYou! Tommy! What the **** did you do! Why is the best show producer in my company sent back to Los Angeles to see a psychiatrist? You can't f*cking shoot according to the script? My company's No. It's a big production, just because you selected three groups of idiots, and now you are in a state of desperation!"

Stephen cursed, stepped in, followed by his assistant and bodyguards, Stephen walked to the refrigerator and opened it, took out a can of beer from inside, opened it, took a few sips, and then took a deep breath to calm down his anger , turned his head to look at Tommy who was continuing to enjoy the food with his back turned to him:

"You three are my best brothers, I trust you, and then what? That stupid Jason opened a prostitute training school with a chicken camera gimmick! More than a hundred Korean illegal immigrant women in Saramento , using the hard-earned money to pay his crazy girlfriend, just to learn how to better please the American man's big dick!"

"Belt, my best buddy in the Order of the Phoenix, that idiot is even more exaggerated. He called a few classmates from Stanford in Little River City, Washington State, and started a mortal funeral training business and a **** greenhouse planting training business. Train the gangsters in British Columbia, Canada, and local gangsters in Washington State on the knowledge of funerals and corpse disposal, and teach those stupid gangsters how to use greenhouses to grow nettles in winter!"

"Those gangsters engaged in smuggling business on the US-Canada border sent all kinds of younger brothers to learn from him how to calmly complete the autopsy, embalming, and pollution-free destruction of a corpse outdoors or in the harsh medical environment. The gangsters in Boston sent members to Washington State to learn how to build greenhouses with his training company, just to continue to grow hemp in the winter in New York... The business opened for a month, the FBI, the US Drug Enforcement Administration, the Washington State Police, CIA, Canada's Interpol Central Bureau almost lined up to arrange an undercover agent in his company, but this idiot sold himself to the above law enforcement agencies and offered to be their informant, while he was an informant for these agencies to obtain The right to protect the informant, enjoy the close protection treatment of an agent, while continuing to do his training business and earn training fees for those gangsters, because the right to protect the informant guarantees that his income will not be confiscated."

"But none of them are as bad as you. You disgust me the most, Tommy. That's why I flew over non-stop after listening to Nick's report." Stephen walked up to Tommy with a beer in his hand, and stared condescendingly. he:

"He said that in order to raise funds for this poor fool named Jeff, you raped at least seven churches and at least dozens of harem members of the cult leader. All of them are beautiful and charming, and they are extremely obedient to the leader's words. Some of them are mothers and daughters. , some are sisters, some are mother-daughter sisters."

  Others were still stunned by Stephen's sudden arrival and what he said just now, but Tommy continued to send beef to his mouth as if he didn't see him: "Get to the point, silly*."

Stephen put his hand on Tommy's shoulder: "Take me to fundraise again and I'll forgive you for changing my script, poor ghost! My family and I have donated money to the Democratic Party for so many years, and we have never enjoyed this Lustful treatment!"

   "Wait a minute, you're Jewish, aren't you?" Tommy seemed to react suddenly, and looked up at Stephen.

  Stephen looked back at Tommy suspiciously: "In front of you, I don't think I deserve this title. If Germany massacres Jews again, Na* will put you into the incinerator before me, and I will question whether there is a shady scene."

   "No, you are, so if you want a *woman these two days, you can only *her." After Tommy finished speaking, he looked at Gina who was eating:

"Gina, let me introduce you. This is Stephen, your boyfriend in the next three days. If you have the ability to conceive his child within three days, I guarantee that you won't have to worry about not being able to find a job in your whole life." Worry."

  (end of this chapter)

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