After Preminger had lost his chance to be the leader of his gang, he decided to live life on his own. He wanted to feel like he didn't have people depending on him. After he left he started having panic attacks and depressive episodes. He turned to weed to help him with his brocen ness. smoking a phat joint helped him with his pain.
Preminger got into trouble with the fuzz a few years back that made it difficult for him to get his devils spinach without going through excessive measures. Without his gang, it was risky to try and smuggle satans dried collard greens by himself. He decided he should get some help.

   Preminger opened his laptop. He was living off cup a noodles and gadorate in his fugly apartment. He pasted the link his old gang member, Nick gave him. He made sure to go on private browsing mode to make sure he wasn't tracked. He typed an ad. Three hours later, in the middle of his smoking a gargantuan lucifers lettuce roll, his phone started singing to him 🌟
A lady with a 19 year old daughter needed money for her baphomets bussy roll. He had a solution to his problem.