Great story about two brothers, a handful and a stool pigeon.
Update (1/4/2021):
When I was a kid, my brother hit another car and took off. When the cops called a few days later, my dad was mad as hell at me for not squealing on my brother. They couldn’t believe that I kept my mouth shut about the incident. There was still honor among thieves back in the fifties
Aww. What a treat!
I love the innocence of this, something that I happen to miss in today’s world. Yes, that’s corny but it’s my innocence speaking.
Great story about two brothers, a handful and a stool pigeon.
When I was a kid, my brother hit another car and took off. When the cops called a few days later, my dad was mad as hell at me for not squealing on my brother. They couldn’t believe that I kept my mouth shut about the incident. There was still honor among thieves back in the fifties
Love how this was written.
it is very fun. just what i needed