…then this summer, it’s wet fire
The Doclopedia #3,178
Overheard At…: Nick’s Bar & Grill
“Yeah, they were about to ventilate me good, but then that train whistle blew and the two of ’em jumped and turned toward it. I grabbed one of the bricks and cracked their domes.”
“The redhead didn’t lie, not once. I respect the hell out of that. Of course, she did steal my car and the money.”
“Really, Joey, it’s a sweet deal. Small town bank, no guard at night, an old safe. I’m tellin’ ya, it’s 50 grand easy.”
“So yeah, Nick, when my husband rolls in here around midnight, you give him this note and tell him his stuff went in the river and I’m on a plane to a better life. I’ll send you a postcard.”