2020-08-10 - The Capsizing of Kick-Ass McRib Island

(TXT to Joey) Ruiz : Kelly, you got a minute?

(TXT to Ruiz) Joey : When has me saying no ever stopped anybody?

(TXT to Ruiz) Joey : What you got for me?

(TXT to Joey) Ruiz : (dots, more dots)

(TXT to Joey) Ruiz : Listen, uh. I wanted to do this face to face, but this is a bad time. Never not a bad time, I guess, yeah?

(TXT to Ruiz) Joey : (...)

(TXT to Ruiz) Joey : (Stop dots.... more dots)

(TXT to Ruiz) Joey : What happened? Who is hurt??

(TXT to Ruiz) Joey : Nicole and Vic ok?

(TXT to Joey) Ruiz : No, no. Nobody's hurt. Nothing like that.

(TXT to Joey) Ruiz : I'm just going to, uh. You know, going miss going for ribs with you. Because we can't be doing this. We can't keep doing this.

(TXT to Ruiz) Joey : You are fucking breaking up with me by text?

(TXT to Joey) Ruiz : It's a bullshit move. I'll fucking own it.

(TXT to Ruiz) Joey : You fuck half the town, and I ain't judging, but we're can't do ribs? That's the line?

(TXT to Joey) Ruiz : The fuck is that supposed to mean?

(TXT to Joey) Ruiz : And yeah, we can't do fucking ribs if I'm not doing your man favours anymore, Kelly. That's how it works.

(TXT to Ruiz) Joey : It means you have been balls deep with a chunk of my crew but we can't even hang? They were my favors man.

(TXT to Ruiz) Joey : Didn't eat a grenade because asked me to do shit. So we're are clear.

(TXT to Ruiz) Joey : (...)

(TXT to Ruiz) Joey : (Dots clear)

(TXT to Ruiz) Joey : You keep telling me things can be different and then you bail. Nice.

(TXT to Joey) Ruiz : I seem to recall rescuing your fat from the fryer a time or two, myself, cabron.

(TXT to Joey) Ruiz : And things.. are what they are. This shit is running us ragged, I'm doing what I can to cut my losses here.

(TXT to Ruiz) Joey : So that's where we're at now?

(TXT to Joey) Ruiz : June, July, August. Every day, we hear their laughter. I think of the painting by van Gough, the man in the chair. Everything wrong, and nowhere to go.

(TXT to Ruiz) Joey : And you throw out the people willing to take a bullet for you? This is the solution.

(TXT to Joey) Ruiz : I can't help you out any longer. I can't help you out, I don't know what else I've got to offer you, Kelly.

(TXT to Ruiz) Joey : You were my friend. I trusted you, and I covered for you. You used me and you're bailing. You all want to talk shit about Felix but he's there only person that's never peaced out on me.

(TXT to Ruiz) Joey : I thought we were in this but I guess it was just me. So I'm the expendable asshole. Not exactly why I thought different.

(TXT to Joey) Ruiz : The fuck are you hearing expendable in anything I've said?

(TXT to Ruiz) Joey : Bro, you just voted me off of Kickass McRib Island by text cutting your losses. Don't ask me that.

(TXT to Ruiz) Joey : Also you know He's going to find you and cut your balls off in a way you will not like that I cannot save you from

(TXT to Joey) Ruiz : Kickass McRib Island? that is not a fucking thing.

(TXT to Joey) Ruiz : And I KNOW he's going to do this. He's going to do this regardless, because I'm being squeezed by this other son of a bitch and I can't make the goddamned drops, Kelly.

So fucking ask me for help. Now is really not the time to stand on ceremony. You don't want a war on both sides but what do I know

(TXT to Joey) Ruiz : You know asking for help isn't in my fucking vocabulary. I just.. sooner or later, Felix is going to force your hand. And I'd rather make this a clean break. On my terms.

(TXT to Ruiz) Joey : Stop doing me favors.

(TXT to Joey) Ruiz : Look, I've got to go. Got a call coming in from Seattle PD in about two minutes that I need to take. I'll uh, see you around, all right?

(TXT to Ruiz) Joey : (No reply)