I SHOULD KNOW BETTER THAN TO TELL THE TRUTH all of the time (OK, OK, most of the time. . . Not buying that?) I tell the truth a lot, is that fair?! And I was telling the truth about Three Fingered Bill in my last posting.
Little did I know that Three Fingered Bill would be so tickled by his newfound fame (actually he was drunk again, hadn't even read my column yet, when he got a hands tattoo last Saturday night.) Yet Bill displayed his new identity tattoo to me on Sunday. The "N" on his right hand is actually his thumb. That's what I meant about the creepy handshake.
I couldn't make up the people I meet everyday. Seriously. And I wouldn't have it any other way.
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