Anonymous
05-30-2004, 08:58 PM
AP WIRE: SECRET TALKS IN CHICAGO CONCERNING CAYCE MAFIA
This is FLASH from the Summit News on assisgnment from HAZARD COUNTY to the great city of CHICAGO where sources state a MAFIA BLOOD BATH is underway concerning disruptions in the CAYCE MAFIA Family.
I decided to visit the Estate of VITO JIMMY BUTTAFUCO in the Chicago Hills.
Buttafuco (the current GODFATHER) is outraged at his arch rival Carlo Larry Harrisini for trying to move into his operation in a small county in South Carolina called Lexington.
"I sent one of my sons to Vegas to move into the Casino business and he has been very successful" Buttafuco said. "The other son I sent to Lexington, South Carolina to get into the pig skin - pork rind business".
Buttafucco continued with his story telling this repporter that he has never seen such resistance in all of his years in the Chicago underworld.
"SOMEONE IS GOING TO BE SWIMMING WITH THE FISHES" Buttafuco said.
"I WILL NOT TOLERATE ANYONE MOVING IN ON MY TERRITORY".
Buttafuco said that his son began selling pork skins at local WALMARTs and was quickly overtaken by the loose net gang from a neighboring county known as the Boys from the Richland County Children's Hospital. Knowing that he could not win this parking lot war he moved to the Barnyard Flea Market.
"My son was selling HOT SKIN FlAVOR and REGULAR FLAVOR, and even began selling some new flavors like PIG SKINS WITH CLAM SAUCE, and the hot selling PORK RIND MARINARA WITH HOT BOILED ITALIAN PEANUTS" Buttafuco said.
"Harrisni moved in on my son's business. Operned up a booth at the US 1 METRO Flea Market and undercut my son. He said my son's skins were no good, he said that he spent too much on the ingredients, he said we should cutt the cost of the ingredients to provide more skins for people on the street. He said my son mismanaged his budget. Hell, the quality of the skins didn't matter to him. LIES, LIES, LIES with no facts to support it. I say what person in their right mind are gonna buy his skins when he aint never run a pork skin business before. Hell, he aint even sold lemonade at a stand on the corner" Buttafuco said.
"I called down to that Governor down there and told him if he didn't intervene in this pork skin problem of mine I was going to send Luigi and Vinny down there. I told him to send me a sign that he was workin on it and this morning on CNN I saw him carrying two of my boys pigs to the StateHouse. That Governor is a lucky man." he said.
I finally had to cut off Buttafuco and told him that I had enough for my story. I left the Estate and went over to see Harrisini.
As I was on my way I couldn't help thinking about how much over his head Harrisini must be at US 1 Flea Market, never managing a pork rind business before. I guess he could just manage by trial and error but at who's expense?
I found Harrisini on the lower east side of Chicago. He was in a school teaching kids to tell the truth and to study hard in school. He was telling them that if they worked hard and went to college they too might be able to run a pork rind business like his own son.
As I moved closer I saw that it was not school children but former confidential informants from the Harisini family smoking some type of pipe with some strange smell.
Harisini walked over and began to tell me how qualified his son was to run the pork rind business in Lexington.
"My son is a good boy and he knows a lot about the pork rind business. He once had one of those McDonalds Play Dough machines and made great french fries. That is experience" Harisini said.
"You don't need no schooling for that. A high school diploma or GED is all you need. You don't need no lot of experience. It is simple. You just cut the skin off the cattle, deep fry it like Cheese Sticks and serve" he said.
As I left Harisini and went to board my plane back to Summit, I realized the complexity of the CAYCE MAFIA and hoped that they would not move into other areas like pickled pig lips or boiled okra. I always was skeptical as to the infiltration of the underworld but now I am a true believer.
I have to admit, when I got back to the Summit International Airport and got in my car, my heart did skip a beat as I turned the key.
Whew... what a relief ... it started ... and I'm still here.
Well, this is FLASH from the SUMMIT NEWS reporting.
This is FLASH from the Summit News on assisgnment from HAZARD COUNTY to the great city of CHICAGO where sources state a MAFIA BLOOD BATH is underway concerning disruptions in the CAYCE MAFIA Family.
I decided to visit the Estate of VITO JIMMY BUTTAFUCO in the Chicago Hills.
Buttafuco (the current GODFATHER) is outraged at his arch rival Carlo Larry Harrisini for trying to move into his operation in a small county in South Carolina called Lexington.
"I sent one of my sons to Vegas to move into the Casino business and he has been very successful" Buttafuco said. "The other son I sent to Lexington, South Carolina to get into the pig skin - pork rind business".
Buttafucco continued with his story telling this repporter that he has never seen such resistance in all of his years in the Chicago underworld.
"SOMEONE IS GOING TO BE SWIMMING WITH THE FISHES" Buttafuco said.
"I WILL NOT TOLERATE ANYONE MOVING IN ON MY TERRITORY".
Buttafuco said that his son began selling pork skins at local WALMARTs and was quickly overtaken by the loose net gang from a neighboring county known as the Boys from the Richland County Children's Hospital. Knowing that he could not win this parking lot war he moved to the Barnyard Flea Market.
"My son was selling HOT SKIN FlAVOR and REGULAR FLAVOR, and even began selling some new flavors like PIG SKINS WITH CLAM SAUCE, and the hot selling PORK RIND MARINARA WITH HOT BOILED ITALIAN PEANUTS" Buttafuco said.
"Harrisni moved in on my son's business. Operned up a booth at the US 1 METRO Flea Market and undercut my son. He said my son's skins were no good, he said that he spent too much on the ingredients, he said we should cutt the cost of the ingredients to provide more skins for people on the street. He said my son mismanaged his budget. Hell, the quality of the skins didn't matter to him. LIES, LIES, LIES with no facts to support it. I say what person in their right mind are gonna buy his skins when he aint never run a pork skin business before. Hell, he aint even sold lemonade at a stand on the corner" Buttafuco said.
"I called down to that Governor down there and told him if he didn't intervene in this pork skin problem of mine I was going to send Luigi and Vinny down there. I told him to send me a sign that he was workin on it and this morning on CNN I saw him carrying two of my boys pigs to the StateHouse. That Governor is a lucky man." he said.
I finally had to cut off Buttafuco and told him that I had enough for my story. I left the Estate and went over to see Harrisini.
As I was on my way I couldn't help thinking about how much over his head Harrisini must be at US 1 Flea Market, never managing a pork rind business before. I guess he could just manage by trial and error but at who's expense?
I found Harrisini on the lower east side of Chicago. He was in a school teaching kids to tell the truth and to study hard in school. He was telling them that if they worked hard and went to college they too might be able to run a pork rind business like his own son.
As I moved closer I saw that it was not school children but former confidential informants from the Harisini family smoking some type of pipe with some strange smell.
Harisini walked over and began to tell me how qualified his son was to run the pork rind business in Lexington.
"My son is a good boy and he knows a lot about the pork rind business. He once had one of those McDonalds Play Dough machines and made great french fries. That is experience" Harisini said.
"You don't need no schooling for that. A high school diploma or GED is all you need. You don't need no lot of experience. It is simple. You just cut the skin off the cattle, deep fry it like Cheese Sticks and serve" he said.
As I left Harisini and went to board my plane back to Summit, I realized the complexity of the CAYCE MAFIA and hoped that they would not move into other areas like pickled pig lips or boiled okra. I always was skeptical as to the infiltration of the underworld but now I am a true believer.
I have to admit, when I got back to the Summit International Airport and got in my car, my heart did skip a beat as I turned the key.
Whew... what a relief ... it started ... and I'm still here.
Well, this is FLASH from the SUMMIT NEWS reporting.