a very close mate who i played junior footy with , probably most talented forward ive seen but the drugs and shit got the best of him.
He called me over one to his in Kellyville, around the corner from myself for some financial advice. Knowing what he was doing selling drugs from the commancheros, i was very hesitant.
anyway, i go and see him, and he takes me to the very corner of his backyard. I say what the fuck are we doing here? He said the neighbours behind him told him that the cops had put surveillance cameras on their house to track his movements.
i said you dumb **** now they have seen me. He wanted to know how to transfer homes into other names, i said mate i love you like a brother but i cant do anything for you.
cut the story short, about 6 weeks later, he gets shot 3 times in his front yard, lucky to survive.
lost the houses and spent plenty of time in jail.
they arent the sharpest tools in the shed these guys.
