Weekend..

So, Saturday morning I woke up in a flop house with a ball peen hammer working it's way out of the inside of my head...Someone slipped me a mickey...Looks like I need to start crackin' some skulls.

Fools

Any man around a tasty set of gams.

Bacon

Yes.

Death

Sure, one day I'll don the Chicago Overcoat, but I can't live in fear...When I bite the dust, I bite it...But I'll do my damnedest to take someone with me.

Rubes

These poor stiffs, they get one glimpse of a gam, or a dame flashes a smile in some joint, and these saps are ripe for a shakedown.

Fights

"Now, I don't go looking for a fight, but if you wanna start one with me...I'll finish it."

Legs

"Do I like walking sticks? Hells yes I do. I dig me some gams, brother...Whether they go from here to ya-ya, or whether they never stop."