“Nolasco was at the bottom of the hill holding a pail that would never catch all that shit. The guy was a lot like you.” Tracy felt like she’d been slapped. “Nolasco and me alike?” “Now you stepped in it,” Del said to Faz. “Don’t give me that look. Let me explain,” Faz said. “I think you better,” Del said. “She might have to revoke your godfather status for insanity.”
Hah. Heck yeah
