Did ya see that thing? That thing with the Brew Crew? It didn’t end pretty. Not that it was all bad, though.
Joey Bats came through from outta nowhere, which is to say Canada by way of Georgia. We were ready to call it a night before he did.
Louie the Count proved an unanticipated asset, keepin’ it goin’ like he’d been doin’ it all his life.
The Sdroob…what can ya say about the Stroob, except ya wish he was born with faster feet?
Gonzo Who We’re Not Payin’ keeps diggin’ out from the dirt whatever needs to be dug. He’s all right.
Willie Flo was just glad we didn’t leave him in Milwaukee. He gets spooked by the thought of that place.
Bruce the Goose looked cooked. So, it saddens me to say, did Jose Cubed. Somebody’s probably gonna hafta have “a word” with Jose Cubed, if ya get my drift.
Nimmsie the Grin stretched himself out to make the big grab when that was practically the first thing any of us saw. It’s almost creepy how he’s always grinnin’, but there’s no reason to wipe it off his face.
Devin the Rock put down the fingers, Thor played along, everybody was happy. There’s only a problem when somebody decides to get cute and heist a bag. Then we got trouble.
Thor? Thor went as far as he was told. Thor was fine. Maybe he coulda gone farther, but he’s gotta stop when the bosses tell him to stop. Not even Thor can defy the bosses.
Quarter-Rican Seth as he likes to be known [1] took it from there, with the Gazelle Man in hot pursuit. We never knew what we were gonna get from those two, but it’s usually been OK.
Rosey the Pup and Mikey the Fort also kicked in their share. I say they’re gonna do more soon [2]. Maybe not now, but soon.
Big Daddy Blevins has clearly lost his touch, however, and AJ Balls threw way too many of his namesake. As a result, that mob in Milwaukee got what they came for. They didn’t even have to go against the Familia to do so.
Feels like we’ve been whacked this way [3] too many times lately. Somebody’s gonna hafta make the Brew Crew pay before we leave town.