$500, 000. Split 4 Ways?

Kyle's brother was one of the best driver's I had ever saw in my entire life. Whenever we needed a wheel-man, he was our guy. His name was... come to think of it, I didn't even know his name. The guys always called him The Wheel-Man. After completing our designated job it was time for a little R&R. The four of us met at Kyle's for some beer and a couple card games. Poker was our game of choice, as we were all gambling men. Whenever we played Wade would almost always lose. He just wasn't any good at the game. Wade went about shuffling the cards, while his Wheel-Man fetched the beers.

"Do you think we'll ever see any of that money?" Kyle asked.

"Nope, don't suppose we will," I answered promptly.

"We should get some of it. After all, we had to fucken kill that guy back there," Kyle said.

"Hey Stupid, we didn't have kill him. Wait till the boss finds out, you'll be the stiff then," Wade said with a laugh as he passed out the cards.

"That ain't funny, you always have to be funny... just a funny bitch..." Kyle trailed off into nowhere.

We played a few hands before anybody spoke of anything else other than the game. I was the first to break the chain. "So guys... do you think the money is still back there?"

"I suppose," Wheel-Man answered.

There was silence for a minute, then I spoke again. "Are you guys thinking what I'm thinkin?"

"What's that? That Pamela Anderson looks smokin hot as a cartoon character?" Wade said.

The guys all burst out into laughter, until it was Kyle's turn to say something. "What's that show called anyway?"

"STRIPERELLA!" Wade blurted out.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY!" I shouted. Once they were quiet I went on. "There is half a million dollars back there. Do you know how much that is divided by four?" I asked.

I could see the wheels turning in the guys' heads. "Ugh... it's a lot of money," Wade responded... obviously unable to do the math.

"$125, 000. To be exact," Kyle answered. He was always real smart with numbers and such.

Wheel-Man looked to me. "Well Johnny, what do your propose we do?"