A Tune For Tuesday: A Very Special Dedication

"The Telephone Is Ringing ..."

The funniest part is that the sawed-off, four-eyed, hair-dying rat bastard who informed on me probably didn't get squat for it; neither money, nor a break on charges, merely the satisfaction of being an asshole informer. What a fucking jerk-off moron. 

He'll get his reward when someone calls the police on him & he's in cuffs, staring down the barrel of a 9mm. Hell, he's already threatened my life; give me one damn reason not to make that call. Turnabout is fair play, innit?