The following tale is the result of a request by Megan Goodmundson to write a made up story about how the items pictured above ended up on the sidewalk of North Minneapolis resident Daniel Field, and to include certain elements in the plot.
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"I likes to come here an' see the chickens," she said, sliding down lower in the big black leather captain's chair of E Dawg's completely restored 1980s Chevy shaggin wagon, all shiny gold on the outside, dark leather and shag on the inside, sound system that could knock birds out of the air.
"What fuckin' chickens you talkin' 'bout, whatchew squawkin' 'bout, girl girl tilt-a-wirl? Everybody ride you, me right beside you..." E Dawg replied. He was replying in rap a lot these days, so when he got in front of a crowd he could spit that shit hard.
She was sliding down lower because...
