WE'RE NOT THE ILLUMINATI OR ANYTHING WEIRD
In 1972, a crack commando unit was sent to prison by a military court for a crime they didn't commit.
These men promptly escaped from a maximum security stockade to the Los Angeles underground. Today, still wanted by the government, they survive as soldiers of fortune-
If you have a problem...if no one else can help...and, if you can find them...then maybe you can hire...
The Brotherhood...
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Who be all dem' goofy mo'fos (oops, can I say that on the B'hood blog?) you be standin' wit?
ps... am I still your date to you-know-who's you-know-what??
Top to bottom:
-Me and my boy Jeff Laughlin, who years ago tied me in a pancake eating contest at 18.5 cakes. He moved up to NYC like a year ago from Greensboro. His housemates are rad.
-Tiffany, Erika, and myself. Tiffany lives in NYC and Erika was up visiting her, so consequently, I got to hang out with the both of them.
-Rae (or Lilit as the name she goes by now) and myself. She graduated from UNCG two years ago and promptly moved up there. She works in downtown Manhattan and is pretty darned stylish.
-Erika and myself again.
-You're still my date to the you know what. It's on, baby.
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