Friends will visit you in jail. Real friends will be in the cell with you. Your brothers’ real friends will burn up phone lines at 2 in the morning to get you out of jail.
Like his older brother, this kid can get in the damnedest trouble. As in “wrong place, wrong time, stupid look on your face” trouble. (sigh) Well, good thing I was up… lemme go make coffee.
I feel for the kid. The back seat of a cruiser’s not comfy… err, or so I’ve been told.
