« If you want to live in New York », he once told Sherman, « you’ve got to insulate, insulate, insulate. »
And so another fucking day in the Homicide Bureau of the Bronx Fucking District Attorney’s Office was off to a fucking start.
And so another fucking day in the Homicide Bureau of the Bronx Fucking District Attorney’s Office was off to a fucking start.
Below the logo - THE CITY LIGAFI
The page consisted of enormous
capital letters running down the right side-
SCALP
GRANDMA,
THEN
ROB HER
[…] Just think of the anticlimax of
« scalp grandma »… “then rob her”. The pointless brilliant
anticlimax! Christ if they’d had more room, they would have added « then
leave all the lights on in her kitchen ».
I do know. You don’t get the
picture yet? She married Ruskin f’r Chrissake, and whaddaya think she
felt for him? I bet she studied the actuarial tables. Awright?
I bet you she actually studied the
fucking actuarial tables.
