Love Fraud

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"Part Time Love" by Bridget Everett

Oh

You tell me the truth

And then you tell me lies

First you say hello

And then you say goodbye

Oh

I never know

I never know just what you're thinking of

But I don't want no

No, I don't want no

Part-time love

No...

I'm coming for you

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Fuck. My ears.

Come on, let's go.

Yeah!

They're coming.

Kicking up their hooves.

These are the hills.

Men have died here.

Men have disappeared here.

And if Richard Scott Smith

did to the women here what he has done elsewhere,

he would disappear.

Not because he wanted to disappear.

He would disappear and he would never be seen again.

You do something like that to a woman around here,

and you are asking for death.

I was a bartender.

And I was working one night,

and there was a lady and a guy sitting at the bar.

And he slapped her, he backhanded her.

And she, of course, flew off the barstool.

I was like, "Oh, hell no."

And I, like, went across the bar,

grabbed him around the neck, and

me and him both went to the floor and he went to sleep.

And there was another guy in the bar that seen me do it.

And he was like, "You ever thought of bounty hunting?"

And I'm like, "What's that?"

"That's where you go pick up bad guys and throw 'em in jail."

"Really? How risky is that?"

"Pretty risky. But you're a fighter.

I think you can handle it."

I'm like, "Wow. Do I get to carry a gun?"

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Richard Scott Smith

needs to be off the streets.

That's my whole goal in life right now.

But there's gonna come a time where he's gonna screw up.

It's just when, where...

It's a waiting game.

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"On Wednesday, Texas-based Krab Kingz LLC

put something on Facebook about..."

Holy shit!

"Company partner Mickey Smith."

Oh, my God.

- - Jesus.

Piece o' shit.

That prick has been in Wichita all this time.

Wow.

This is just fucking insane.

I don't even know where to go with this.

"Hi, I'm Mickey Smith.

I'm vice president of Krab Kingz.

Best damn crab you'll never eat."

I would have never looked for him, ever,

in a restaurant of any kind.

How the fuck do you go from apartments to crab cakes?

Damn.

I just don't... Yeah. Crab.

Fucking crab. Really?

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All right, what's happening in the world

of food and restaurants in Wichita?

You, you have your finger on the pulse.

Apparently we're getting a Krab Kingz

- seafood place? - Seafood, yes.

Krab with a "K," Kingz with a "Z."

I-I don't mind crab, and I like seafood.

You mention something...

a couple things that are happening in my neighborhood.

Tell me about, uh...

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There's a passage in the Bible, Matthew 24.

Matthew 24 says, "In the last days,

family will turn against family,

husband against wife."

And that's what's going on right now.

My good old back's hurting.

Yesterday I get a phone call,

and it says "private number."

So I answered it, and this woman answered, said, "Jim?"

I said, "Yeah."

She says, "You don't know me,

but I just want you to know where your wife's at."

I'm going, "Huh? The heck's all this?"

You know, I-I, you know, I knew it was something anyway,

that she was messing around with somebody else.

But I didn't know to the extent of what-what was going on.

She said,

"Richard Scott Smith and your wife

bought a king crab restaurant

in Wichita."

I said, "What? Bullshit."

Said, "There ain't no way."

Hi, this is Karla at Krab Kingz in Wichita, Kansas.

Guess what.

We got our gift cards.

I lost it.

I go, "This is nuts."

And I said,

"I'm gonna beat the living shit out of him."

And I, and I t... I called her, I told her,

I said, "You tell that piece of shit,

I will blow his F-ing brains all over fucking town."

I said, "I know a lot of people, and he won't live very long."

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My buddy called me and they said,

"Jim, I wouldn't do it.

They will throw you in jail."

They said, "The best thing you can do

is get the hell out of this and just go on with your life."

So I sat there and thought about it, I was boiling mad.

Then I calmed down and I said, "Yeah, you're right."

"But... I still want my wife back."

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Fuck.

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This is Phil talking about Krab Kingz

seafood restaurant.

I have got Karla with a "K" on the line.

What is cooking over there at Krab Kingz?

Well, let me tell you,

we have five of the most mouthwatering, succulent,

buttery sauces to choose from, and you can even mix them up.

We've got our original, our lemon pepper,

our honey garlic, our Cajun, and our spicy.

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I was just swiping through my Facebook,

looking at things, and I saw a post from a friend

about this seafood restaurant coming to Wichita.

Everybody wanted this seafood.

Everybody needed it.

Not wanted it, needed it.

And then, within like a week,

they put a "now hiring" on their, on their page.

So I said, "Well, why not?

I'm-a go go ahead and put my résumé in."

And that same day, the actual owner

of Krab Kingz contacted me.

His name was Mickey Smith.

I called him.

I didn't know who this guy was. I didn't care.

All I wanted to do was get a good job

and eat all the seafood I could.

I thought it was a great plan,

You know?

I was like,

"Hell yeah, I'm about to get this job."

I walk in and I meet Mickey Smith.

He had a great way with words, you know what I mean?

Like he was an old restaurant owner