The Tragedy of Sticky Fingers

Concept and "Acting" by Mike DiFazio and Shawn Rayl
Story, Design, Photograpy, and Production by Ben Bradford


Note: Ben might as well be on welfare the way this thing is set up


Meet Mr. Sticky Fingers. He's a member of the hip-hop community, one bad motha...(watch yo mouth!) He blares his beats up and down the street all day long. Thats right, Sticky Fingers is livin' the life.


Well now... looks like Sticky Fingers wants a woman. Well living the hip hop lifestyle, when the fingers wants a bitch, the fingers gets a bitch.


"Yea... that's right you dirty hoe... give it straight up..."
Sticky Fingers finishes up with his woman (Rosy Palm) in his house, but isn't satisfied soon after. He wants a taste of the great outdoors...


Sticky Fingers and his hoe run out to the bushes, and try to hide out there for a outdoors quicky. Little do they know, a member of the rival "Shu" gang, a Chinese crime syndicate, is nearby.


"AH, shit!"
Sticky Fingers watches in horror as a Shu brutally stomps his beloved Rosy Palm to death. Without his trusty gat, he is defenseless, and goes off to buy some drugs to help overcome his loss.


Our main man goes to a friend to buy some Ganja brownies... little does he know his friend is a little short on money, and would kill just for a few bucks! Sticky gets a knife under the ribs, and runs off, without his brownies.


After hours of searching, Sticky gets a hookup and scores a joint, then goes into the back alley to light up. As he takes a few puffs, he gets a funny feeling... almost as if he were being watched.


"This is just not my day..."
The police come in from every side of the alley and surround Sticky, and he surrenders himself to the cops. He's arrested for posession of marijuana.


Of course, the idiot forgot to empty his pockets and didn't even notice he was carrying 5 lbs of Crack in his coat pocket. Dumbass Sticky Fingers. He's now looking at 20-30 years in prison because of his so called "ghetto fab" lifestyle.


See, kids. Follow Sticky Fingers advice... stop being thugs, and don't do drugs. And also don't masturbate in the bushes. A Chinese gangster could be hovering overhead, waiting for you to come out so he can stomp you to death.

THE END


Mike DiFazio


Shawn Rayl