A while back there was a yearly barbecue. There was a biker gang that cooked the best ribs and burgers. Everyone knew it was a biker gang. They struck their colors just like the funny hat and carnival beard crew.
So, we went to get some ribs cuz their's were the best. Everyone knew that.
So, a city guy told us don't go there. He said those three are gonna end up in a trunk. They'd cried Wolf. Shown exactly how the whole gang operated.
We got ribs anyway. Nice guys. Good ribs.
Three days later they found those three in a trunk. All over the news. Everyone knew.
That's what people were wondering yesterday. Lots of them. Everyone knows this....
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