So I’m Walking Down The Street, Counting My Money From The Redi-Teller, And This Guy Holds A Shotgun To My Nose
And I say to myself, “Hey, I’ve got all this money, and now I have this sweet shotgun, too.”
And I say to myself, “Hey, I’ve got all this money, and now I have this sweet shotgun, too.”
7 thoughts on “So I’m Walking Down The Street, Counting My Money From The Redi-Teller, And This Guy Holds A Shotgun To My Nose”
the gunman misses the fundamental benefit of having a gun which is you get to be more than arm’s length away. still brave move
What Leon said.
He might as well have just handed it over butt first. What a dope – oh yeah – the dope part.
We got roaches and mosquitos down here bigger than that wannabe robber. You really do have to be more than a little bit borderline sociopathic to live in N’Awlns.
A pistolized shotgun has… limitations.
In which our young Clark Kent instantly and miraculously turns into…SUPERDUDE!
That may very well have been a mosqueito roach
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