I was just thinking earlier about the time we held up that bank in Arizona. Well, the first one. The one that earned us our fame and gave us our name--The Gam Gals. The way we took turns distracting the guards with our shapely calves while filling our pillowcases with cash. How the customers all cheered when we threw them the bank's year supply of drive-thru lollipops. How the cops were completely taken in by the "not the ones who robbed that bank" sign on top of our car. How we spent the loot in forty-five minutes at a single strip mall. Good times, good times.
All these years later, I still can't forget that one kid you just pitched off the balcony at the mall. Just like that. I was standing there stunned, because he didn't even scream.
Everybody thought it was an accident; nobody saw the reality but you and me. I've never slept well since then.
That one night during the show. In the middle of the "Saw the lady in half" trick your leg cramped up, and I accidentally cut your right foot. You were a trooper--a cramp and a cut but you smiled all the way through the end of the act. Fortunately no stitches were needed, but it sure looked like a lot of blood.
I'm still pissed off we got fired the next week. Bastards.
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OK...There was a time...no wait, that actually happened too.
Darn, this is hard!
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Everybody thought it was an accident; nobody saw the reality but you and me. I've never slept well since then.
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I'm still pissed off we got fired the next week. Bastards.
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