After a weak-ass showing at year's end, with nary a body dropped from the 28th to the 31st, leaving the Harm City Hoodrats three kills from ultimate glory, the shipment of fur-lined hoodies finally came in from Bumpin' Armour, and despite the bitter cold the boys are back at it, on pace for 365 kills.
The kill distribution is chillingly residential, from late morning to late afternoon, like these boyz are just stepping out front and busting a cap in the nearest negro.
From ages zero to 50, all 4 dead are shooting victims.
The boyz are tooled up and back for another run at the pound-per-pound and middleweight crown.
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Big Ron's Baltimore: A Working Man's View of Urban Blight
1st time I've seen a "No Shoot Zone" sign in my life.
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