So Manny now owned the bar, and he was rich now, because everyone was buying drinks, and he was so drunk, and so were the tools, and they were all laying down on the floor.

"Hola, Manny," said Senior Sanchez. "I'd like one beer, please."

"Fuck you," said Manny. "Go serve yourself. Leave money on table. And fuck you."

Senior Sanchez shrugged and poured himself a beer. But before he could take even one sip, he had a heart attack and died.

"Stupid old fuck," said Manny. "Now I have to clean up his mess."

So Manny got up and began mopping up Senior Sanchez's body.

Then in walked Manny's beloved brother, Manny's brother.

"Hola, Manny," said Manny's brother.

"Fuck off," said Manny.

"Remember how we worked together and saved my garage from closing that one time?" asked Manny's brother.

"Si," said Manny. "It was really fucking boring."

"Hey, Manny," said Manny's brother as her poured himself a drink. "You know what I think we should do?"

"What?" asked Manny, shoving Senior Sanchez's body into a small closet.

"We should kill the mayor," said Manny's brother.

"Si, we should totally do that," said Manny rubbing his hands together. "I'm so sick of that bitch, so let's send her to hell!"

And so Manny grabbed all of his tools and quickly put them in his toolbox, cutting his hand on Dusty, but he was so drunk he didn't notice. He and his brother were off to kill the mayor. If only they knew how badly things were going to go!