The Backyard Fence.
Heya, Rocky!
I told you not to call me Rocky in this town!
Awright awright, calm down! If I can’t call you Rocky Jones, what’m I s’posed to call you?
Here I’m Red Jim.
Whatever. You got the piece or not?
I got the artillery if you got the cash, oughta know that by now.
Man, you got us screwed both [...]
Posted at 8:04 am on November 8, 2008 | 6 comments | Filed Under: noir cliches, true or false, unsolved | read on
Calico Collar Crime.
The clouds above the city are heavy and sulky, like a bar where there’s a ram one end, and a goat on the other, and they’ve both almost had enough to start something, but not quite. They’re only glaring right now. But whether you’re talkin about the bar or the clouds, you can feel the [...]
Posted at 8:08 pm on November 6, 2008 | leave a comment | Filed Under: blatant specism, false accusation, noir cliches, shady shrew | read on
