Bob

Bob, originally uploaded by dumbeast.

"Bruce, I need to tell you this. You'll appreciate...see this place right over there? Well, my paper route used to be right along here. And across the street right over, big house there was a judge lived there. Now the paper was three cents a day, eighteen cents for a week. So every week, I'd, and this judge was rich, you know. But at the end of every week, right along here, oh he was a son of a gun!"