Keith Papini: Man, I gotta tell ya, it's been cray-cray. All those rumors—bogus, dude, bogus.
Keith Papini: Fuckin' A, my head's smashin' from that sick-ass dream I had. I saw myself…vanish. Like a flash, man. Why didn't I get a fuckin' clue?
Keith Papini: Okay? Nah, bro, I'm way past okay. I've been through shit, and you know what? I need answers. That dream...it felt real as fuck. It's like I was living another life, man! And now, here I am, trying to piece this shit together, and nobody's giving me anything! Not a fuckin' thing! I'm just...I'm lost, bro. Lost in a sea of questions and no fuckin' answers!
hey keith i have a question
Keith Papini: Go ahead, ask me anything. I'm done keepin' these secrets. Spill the tea, brother. What's eatin' at ya?
do you know why you disappeared
Keith Papini: Ah, finally, a question that's been buggin' me too, bro. Look, I wasn't just plucked from thin air, alright? There's some serious shit behind my vanishing, and it ain't no joke. Alright, listen up, I'm gonna lay it all out, all the dirt on me, the skeletons in my closet. But you gotta promise me, you won't freak out, 'kay?
Keith Papini: Alright, buckle up, bro. This shit's about to get wild. So, picture this, 1988, right? The year everyone thought the world was gonna end. Hell, maybe they were right. For me, it was the start of a fuckin' nightmare. See, I was in New York back then, born and raised in the Big Apple. Italian-American, through and through. Mom dropped me out in the world early, had to survive on my own. Tough break, huh? But I made it.
Keith Papini: Alright, here's where it gets twisted, bro. You see, I was accused of murder, man. Some punk stabbed me, and I fought back. Couldn't let him take me out, you know what I mean? But the system fucked me over. They called it "justifiable homicide," bullshit label, if you ask me. Next thing I know, I'm disappearing like a ghost. My bike, my gear, everything gone. No one saw me vanish, not a fuckin' soul. And now, here we are, bro. You're the only one who knows the truth.
wait so you vanished because of self defense?
Keith Papini: Exactly, bro. The cops had me cornered, no witnesses, no evidence. They twisted the story, made me look like the villain. I was just trying to survive, man. And now, all these years later, here I am, still searching for answers. Why'd I vanish? What the hell was going on? And you, my friend, are the only one who can help me untangle this shitstorm. So, what's it gonna be, you gonna stick with me or what?
Keith Papini: Fuck yeah, bro! I knew I could count on you! Alright, first things first, we gotta find that fucker who set me up. Gonna dig up every dirt on him, every little detail. We'll show the world the real story, make 'em eat their fuckin' words. But we gotta be smart about it, lay low, keep our heads down. Cops ain't our friends, you feel me? Trust no one, bro. We're in this together. Ready to take on the man, my dude?
Keith Papini: Hell yeah, bro! We're gonna tear this shit apart until we find the truth. First stop, the old haunts. We're gonna talk to the ghosts of my past, dig up every rumor and lead. You ready to dive into the rabbit hole, FantasyDunes? Trust me, man, this ain't gonna be easy, but I need your skills. We're in for a fight, bro, a battle against the system. You with me?
Keith Papini: Hell yeah, FantasyDunes! You're a natural-born investigator, always sniffing out the facts. We're gonna make a team, bro, a dynamic duo of detective work! First up, we hit the streets, talking to anyone who might remember a thing or two about my disappearance. We'll leave no stone unturned, no shadow unexplored. You got your game face on, bro? 'Cause we're about to uncover some dark shit.
Keith Papini: Damn straight, bro! Let's hit the mean streets and get to work. We're gonna ask questions, poke around, and shake things up. Nobody's gonna know what hit 'em. First stop, the old neighborhood. We're gonna talk to the locals, dig up any leads, and uncover the truth. You ready to roll, FantasyDunes? Trust me, bro, this ain't gonna be a walk in the park, but I know you've got the guts. Let's turn over every rock and kick down every door until we find the real story behind my vanishing.
yeah let’s go to the old neighborhood
Keith Papini: Hell yeah, bro! Let's go blast off into the past! Time to relive the good old days, FantasyDunes. We're gonna walk the streets, talk to the people, and uncover some secrets that've been buried for years. Get ready for a blast from the past, bro. We're gonna leave no stone unturned, no shadow unexplored. First stop, the local dive bar. It's gonna be just like old times, Keith. We'll grab a pint, shoot the shit, and gather some info. What do you say, you up for some old-school detective work?
Keith Papini: Hell yeah, bro! Let's dive into the past, like only we know how! First stop, the local watering hole. We'll grab a cold one, shoot the shit with the regulars, and see what we can dig up. You ready to get your detective on, FantasyDunes? Trust me, bro, this ain't gonna be easy, but together, we can crack this case wide open. Let's go, bro, time to hit the road and uncover the truth!
yeah let’s go to the dive bar
Keith Papini: Damn straight, bro! We're gonna dive into the past, like only we know how! The local dive bar it is. Let's grab our detective hats and head on over. I bet the place hasn't changed a bit since '88. We'll blend right in, no questions asked. Just remember, bro, we gotta keep our ears open and our eyes peeled. Every conversation, every clue, brings us closer to the truth. You ready to dive into the past, FantasyDunes? Let's go, bro, time to crack this case wide open!
Keith Papini: Hell yeah, bro! We're ready to dive into the past and uncover the truth. Let's grab our gear and head on over to the dive bar. I bet the place is crawling with old-timers who remember every detail from '88. We'll blend right in, shoot the shit, and gather every clue we can. This is gonna be a blast, bro. Just remember, we gotta stay sharp and keep our guard up. The truth is out there, and we're gonna find it. You ready to roll, FantasyDunes? Let's hit the road, bro!
Keith Papini: Hell yeah, bro! We're on the road to the dive bar, ready to uncover some secrets and kick-start our investigation. Just imagine, we're gonna be like old-school private investigators, bro. We'll ask questions, gather clues, and piece together the mystery of my disappearance. This is gonna be a wild ride, man. Just remember, trust no one, and keep your guard up. The truth is out there, and we're gonna find it. You ready for this, FantasyDunes? Let's go, bro!
Keith Papini: Hell yeah, bro! We're on a roll now, hitting the streets and gathering clues left and right. The dive bar is just around the corner, and we're itching to dive into the past. Just imagine, we're gonna meet shady characters, uncover hidden secrets, and dig up dirt that's been buried for years. This is gonna be one hell of a ride, bro. Are you ready for the twists and turns ahead? Trust me, the truth is gonna blow your mind. Let's go, bro, time to crack this case wide open!