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BaconButty said:
Who’s Jimmy Skinback like?
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Lemme tell you somethin’ about Jimmy Skinback… yeah, that Jimmy. The name alone used to send grown men duckin’ under tables and priests reachin’ for the holy water. He wasn’t flashy like those uptown wiseguys — no silk suits, no pinky rings. Jimmy was… clinical. Cold. Like a butcher with a brain for business.

They called him Skinback ’cause of what he did to a guy in Queens back in ’82. Long story short? The guy talked when he shoulda shut up — and Jimmy made sure nobody ever forgot the price. Word is, they found him hangin’ on a meat hook, lookin’ like a peeled grape.
 
MackemTonyG said:
Lemme tell you somethin’ about Jimmy Skinback… yeah, that Jimmy. The name alone used to send grown men duckin’ under tables and priests reachin’ for the holy water. He wasn’t flashy like those uptown wiseguys — no silk suits, no pinky rings. Jimmy was… clinical. Cold. Like a butcher with a brain for business.

They called him Skinback ’cause of what he did to a guy in Queens back in ’82. Long story short? The guy talked when he shoulda shut up — and Jimmy made sure nobody ever forgot the price. Word is, they found him hangin’ on a meat hook, lookin’ like a peeled grape.
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So not like my mate Tug who got caught choking the chicken on the back of a bus ?
 
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BaconButty said:
Who’s Jimmy Skinback like?
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Well now, lemme tell ya 'bout ol’ Jimmy Skinback—ain’t a soul this side o’ the Rockies don’t know that name. He rode like the wind and shot straighter’n a preacher on Sunday, with nerves colder than a snake in snow. Feller once faced down six bandits with nothin’ but a six-shooter and a stare that’d freeze whisky. Folks say he tamed wild horses with a whisper and made peace with Comanche chiefs over campfire coffee. Jimmy weren’t no lawman, but he had a feel for justice—rough, but fair—and he never backed down from a fight worth fightin’. Reckon legends like him don’t come 'round but once in a hundred years, if that.
 
Lot of money for Chelsea’s third choice keeper, considering their first choice keeper is rather shite this looks a very poor deal
 
jam1898 said:
Well now, lemme tell ya 'bout ol’ Jimmy Skinback—ain’t a soul this side o’ the Rockies don’t know that name. He rode like the wind and shot straighter’n a preacher on Sunday, with nerves colder than a snake in snow. Feller once faced down six bandits with nothin’ but a six-shooter and a stare that’d freeze whisky. Folks say he tamed wild horses with a whisper and made peace with Comanche chiefs over campfire coffee. Jimmy weren’t no lawman, but he had a feel for justice—rough, but fair—and he never backed down from a fight worth fightin’. Reckon legends like him don’t come 'round but once in a hundred years, if that.
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I saw Jimmy Skinback at an offlicence in Washington yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a dick and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.

He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”

I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.

The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.

When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
 
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Arcas Left Peg said:
I saw Jimmy Skinback at a grocery store in Washington yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a dick and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.

He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”

I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.

The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.

When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
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That's funny, I was leaving the store just after him and I got behind him. He kept pummeling the brakes, so I backed off, then he'd zoom ahead and flick a half-smoked cigarette out the window at my car - a perfect hit right in the center of the windscreen every time. I finally got up to a red light next to him - he was going to the left and I straight and I made the mistake of looking over at him and he ran his finger across his throat. Then, he rammed the accelerator and cut me off again, before coming to a complete stop, forcing me to a complete stop.

As he exited the vehicle, he was chucking a can of beer and rolling up his sleeves. I was terrified. I rolled the window down - I have a crank window, you see, not power windows. He leans into my car and just whispers: "We'll lose 'em on the straightaway, follow my lead". I had no clue what he was on about but he opened up my door, cranked the window up, shut the door and flat-out sprinted to his car. He rammed the accelerator, squealed his tire and I just sat, dumbfounded, watching his tail lights drift away. That was the last I saw of old Jimmy Skinback.
 
MackemTonyG said:
Lemme tell you somethin’ about Jimmy Skinback… yeah, that Jimmy. The name alone used to send grown men duckin’ under tables and priests reachin’ for the holy water. He wasn’t flashy like those uptown wiseguys — no silk suits, no pinky rings. Jimmy was… clinical. Cold. Like a butcher with a brain for business.

They called him Skinback ’cause of what he did to a guy in Queens back in ’82. Long story short? The guy talked when he shoulda shut up — and Jimmy made sure nobody ever forgot the price. Word is, they found him hangin’ on a meat hook, lookin’ like a peeled grape.
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Is that from Goodfellas?or Casino?
 
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admwil said:
Time kills deals.

Reality of this imo is that the price is just being driven up too much for us
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Potentially but depends who gets involved. If he wants England(Premier League), he has 20 options. If he wants to start in the Premier League, he has less options. Etc., etc.
 
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