A liquor store robbery attempt turns into a one-man destructive assault on a quiet and still place of business.
“LaJamal sits down on a keg of beer, lights a stolen cigarette and massages nine broken ribs as he waits for the authorities to arrive.”
Actually, this might happen to me on Christmas Eve as I sit through more kayaking and thrift store stories from Mom and Dad alone …
Thursday, December 21, 2006
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2 comments:
that HAS to be a joke, falling out of the ceiling is priceless!
I think this guy is now running the conversion to blogger beta.
Brent
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