Your daily dose of old world gangsters who were rubbed out doing what they loved most. Plus some other fun stuff.
"He must have done something. They don't kill you for nothing." - Chicago Gangster Ted Newberry. Rubbed out January 7, 1933
Thursday, January 22, 2015
Pulpy goodness
"I told that numb skull that human heads needed to be sent priority. What a lame brain....numb skull, head, lame brain...hee hee hee what a deliciously funny moment for me, hope nobody ruins it by sticking a gun out their window and shooting me."
2 comments:
I only trust human head delivery to UPS or Fedex. The postal service has lost too many heads in the best. Very unreliable.
You may want to check the head letter office. Kind of like the dead letter office but...well you can see where I'm going with this.
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