He walked by, tough and rebellious, fierce and independent, like a panther prowling the wild, like the toughest thug in the prison.
And I said “Hold still, I’m gonna read your tattoos!”
Big Stories in Two Little Sentences
He walked by, tough and rebellious, fierce and independent, like a panther prowling the wild, like the toughest thug in the prison.
And I said “Hold still, I’m gonna read your tattoos!”