“Oh, you noticed my Emerald brooch, did you! What about my GUN?”…….a great portrait of a killer with that alabaster face belonging on a statue and those icy cold blue eyes – no mercy at all. Perhaps now you can see why I Love green-eyed girls. They’re usually much safer in Pulpland.
“Don’t point those at me!”
“Oh, you noticed my Emerald brooch, did you! What about my GUN?”…….a great portrait of a killer with that alabaster face belonging on a statue and those icy cold blue eyes – no mercy at all. Perhaps now you can see why I Love green-eyed girls. They’re usually much safer in Pulpland.