Bosch Egg

@boschegg.bsky.social

You've got my number down, You know every one of my names

I had been tracking a mail fraudster for little over a year, and I felt I knew his habits better than he did, hell, I probably knew he was sick before he did. So finding him less than a day's travel up the Little Missouri, pale and dry in the face with dysentery, felt like saying goodbye to a lover.

I ain't even gonna play about it I've been naughty all year I'm surprised Santa didn't drop an un-shielded cesium rod down my shit man I didn't do anything good for anybody and I'm looking forward to doing it all again next year, twice-fold.