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AKIN South Sale Friday to Sunday.

You don’t want to miss it!!

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This year, I’m doing something different. Instead of all of us spending our hard earned money on drinking and debauchery at a fancy restaurant and club, let’s get together and do something meaningful.

Sorry friends, no hook ups. Even I’m paying to get in. Think of it as giving back – doing something right.

I WILL NOT BE MAKING A DIME. PROCEEDS GO TO CASA.

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A sprawling estate on its own tropical island. LeBron James, Amar’e Stoudemire, Carlos Boozer, Chris Bosh, Jay Z and Drake are seated at a table made entirely of diamonds. A throng of media members and Nike reps surround them with cameras and microphones.

Dwyane Wade enters.

LBJ: What’s up, man? Glad you could make it. Get your jet parked OK?
Wade: Yeah, I put it next to the others.

Wade sits at the table. A sea of camera flashes go off.

Wade: What are all these people doing here? I thought we were keeping this on the DL.
LBJ: Oh, these are just some friends from the media. And my Nike peeps.
Wade: Cool, as long as Stern doesn’t find out.
LBJ: Oh, I handled Stern.
Wade: Handled him? Like you handled Brown and Ferry?
LBJ: Yep.
Wade: Damn.
LBJ: I ain’t playing.

LBJ and Wade share a congratulatory Masonic handshake. Wade notices Jay Z and Drake.

Wade: Hold up- that’s Jay Z! And the dude from the Sprite commercial!
LBJ: Yep, I thought y’all would be impressed so I brought them, too.

Drake opens a Sprite. Jay Z counts his money.

LBJ: OK, let’s get down to business. I’m tired of this losing shit. I want to run with dudes that win titles, not spend their time trying to get with my Mom.

Amar’e, Bosh and Boozer snicker. LBJ gives them a reproachful look. They hush.

LBJ: As I was saying, I’m all about winning. That’s why I gave up on my teammates. That’s why I had my coach and GM killed. They weren’t winners. They didn’t know how to get a ring.

Wade leans in to whisper to LBJ.

Wade: Dog, you know these other dudes don’t have rings, right?
LBJ: Wait, what?
Wade: Yeah.
LBJ: Oh. You got one though, right?
Wade: Yeah. I got one. With Shaq in 2006.
LBJ: The Shaq on my team?
Wade: Yeah. Well, he was on your team.
Boozer: Hey, we can’t hear what you guys are whispering about.
Bosh: Yeah. Whisper louder.
Amar’e (to Jay Z): Can I count your money?
Jay Z: Touch my money and we got problems.

Amar’e backs off. A tense moment. Drake sips his Sprite slowly.

LBJ: Alright, look. Nobody’s touching anyone else’s money. Chill. We’re here to figure out which of y’all is coming to Cleveland to help me win a ring.
Wade: Uh, well…actually I’m here to see which of y’all is coming to Miami.
LBJ: I’m from Cleveland, born and raised. I can’t leave.
Wade: Well I ain’t living in Cleveland, man.

A tense moment. Bosh and Boozer raise their hands enthusiastically.

Bosh: I’ll play in Cleveland. Or Miami.
Boozer: I have a home in Miami.
Amar’e: I’ll go wherever offers the most money. Seriously. I’ll play for the Nets.

Everyone cracks up. Drake does a spit take and sprays Sprite all over Jay Z. Jay Z punches Drake in the face, knocking him unconscious.

LBJ: The fuck, J?
Jay Z: Dude got Sprite on my money.

A puff of smoke and David Stern appears with an evil cackle.

Stern: Well, well, well. What have we here? A secret player summit, I presume.
LBJ: But…but…but…I killed you.
Stern: You can’t kill something that’s already dead.

Stern laughs maniacally.

Wade: Dang, we getting fined like a motherfucker.

Please don’t take this seriously.

Taken off bleacherreport blog.