Kansas City Czar by Gary Clifton

This fat fuck, Charlie Paseo, aka Charlie Potato had called me to K.C. the last couple years to let the air outta several poor dipshits. They’d farted or zigged rather than zagged in some unacceptable way that caused some offended asshole to pay Paseo to hire me to murder their ass. Then the deal went […]

Ol’ So And So by Gary Clifton

In south Dallas, a man’s status in the street hierarchy involves the business of “Ol” before his name.  There’s always a spate of street grunts with names like Ol’ Peewees or Ol’ Who-Knows-What-The-Hell. But when a guy walks around with an unencumbered road handle, better give him some hat size.  And so it was with […]