So I left my house in Haiku to do a quick errand and when I returned, you jumped up on my deck and robbed me. I could see exactly where you looked so I know you’ve done this before. Need some ice money? Too damned lazy to get a job? You know, it’s not the monetary value of the stuff you took–it’s the memories that went with them. The most important of which was my grandfather’s wedding ring, which meant so much to me. You know, brah, it’s a small island and an even smaller community on the North Shore. The word is out–EVERYWHERE. Look behind you; if it’s not a friend of mine, it’s karma waiting to level you down. Have a nice day.
Illustration by Ron Pitts