It all happened as I was walking to work. I was forced to sit there as I watched that man shoot the bank with his pistol. The bank exploded, and cash flew out rapidly towards him and into his hands. In this act, the man, who was once nothing but a puny crook, became surrounded by a golden aura. It engulfed him, and alas, he was suddenly as rich as a man could possibly be, donned a black suit, grew hair and a beard, and above his head were the words:

“LV. 99 BOSS”

I was devastated. Nothing but the outside of the bank remained. I would have to start over from scratch- the money that I had once possessed in there was gone.

When the Mafia Boss got into his Bugatti, which was once a puny Toyota Prius, he spotted me, and said one last sentence to me before departing.

“That’s how mafia works.”