Wild Bill

I worked with the Panamanian D. Hota.

I paid them and they helped me a lot when I was trying to find somebody or trying to do something like they're so corrupt.

The government here is so corrupt.

It's beyond corrupt.

You can't imagine it in your home listening to this, whoever you are, wherever you

really is here in hell.

And, and so they, they called me and said, Hey, you got to run because they're going to come and arrest you tomorrow.

And so I did, I went back to Costa Rica and that's a little bit of mountain town that I know.

And I stayed there for about three weeks.

And on sometime during the third week, I turned the television on in my little cabin and,

And I saw my own face looking back at me.

El salvaje vil, wild bill.

Thousands of people dead because of wild bill.

Like thousands, like shit.

You know, like what?

And so I ran, buried myself in the Nicaraguan jungle.

While I was in the Nicaraguan jungle buried, literally like hiding, the Nicaraguan military moved in to where I was because they had a scuffle with Costa Rica.

The Costa Ricans and the Nicaraguans were fighting over an island in the river.

And I was on that island.

And they moved in to take the island, and I was on the island, and they took me to Managua.