"Darn Sandwich!" he cried, and cried, and cried, until his eyes ran dry like Phoenix. He whipped the sandwich down onto the table, innards spewing in all directions but one - southwest. There lied the treasure, he knew.
Exiting the Subway, he crossed traffic ever so dangerously so as to proceed in the direction of treasure. Many comical things happened as he crossed the road, like tripping.
He had to make some money! Being a hip hop superstar, it was all about the Benjamins with Slappy J (his street name). After a poor investment*, he was down on his luck and needed some of the ollllld greeeeeen demon.
That's why he took up treasure hunting. Well, southwesternly he persevered until he found religion. Then he took a wife and had a family with her.
And that was the real treasure, after all.
The end.
*IN REAL ESTATE
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