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Listen Jimmy, I told da guy he wasn't cut for da job, but he wouldn't stop insistin. If you ask me, guy is a real dunce and has no good authority tellin us what is up or down. Either way, Sal Francisco was at the parlor last Thursday and said he was lookin for an upright jazz bassist. I don't listen to that nonsense shit, but Sal is a good pal of mine, and so it would be nice if he found himself and his little goon musician partner, a bassist to make them the three fukin marones or whatever jazz trio. Jimmy, I already told you, they are into that jazz shit. You know, that fukin Chicken Korea or Herbie Handballs or fukin John Coldcuts shit? Yes Jimmy, like Millie Davids. Alright, you fukin know now what Sal is looking for yea Jimmy? Ok then its, settled, oh and by the way, don't forget to tell Tony Paisano that he still has to get permission from da boss to be loiterin around Franco's.
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