What Is It With These Clowns?
So I sez to him, oh yeah? And then he...ha ha ha! Then he gets all
mouthy, like, uh uh uh uh. So I smacks him one, and by this time his loudmouth bitch
gets outta line but a boot to the ribs settled her hash, believe you
me. All this over a parking space in front of Kresge's. Whatta bunch
of schnooks. Goddamn but do I hate tourists.
Worst Easter in jail I ever spent.
Illustration by Walter Baumhofer. Dime Western Magazine, October 1933.
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