Well in our last exciting episode, my dive got knocked over by Baby Face Bandy, Machine Gun Emery, and Pretty Boy Wallace! A minor turf war broke out and now Unca Bob swims wit da fishes and those other mooks are looking mighty scarce. Of course the Feds are watching us like hawks now, so we gotta be smart and lay low.
Oh sure, we're still selling black market booze, guns and other contraband but to make it look legit, we've decided to go country for awhile until the heat is off. We may have changed our format and programming - but rest assured, our other operations and services in counterfeiting, fraud, and extortion - are still ready and willing to cater to your underworld needs! I sincerely hope no one is offended or upset about our cosmetic improvements!
No problem fellas, happens to me all the time!
Courtesy Of Chief Nose Wetter.
Boys'll be boys. Let's try to redeem this, shall we?
These boys would be a good start.
Have a great Sunday, y'all. As for me... I'm shovelling snow again. Merry fuggin Christmas!!!