Funny, How? Like...Here To Amuse You?

In the glitzy neon dust bowl of Vegas or the mean streets of New York, or the cold Chicago sprawl; wise guy kings and slam-dunk queens hold court on leather barstool thrones, hold sway and rule it all. Protection racket monarchy, goodfellas drink and smoke the dream and laugh of victims on their knees; put holes in heads and watch the brains get sprayed about the toilet stall then chill and shoot the breeze. Living on the razor’s edge, a meat sauce blood and spaghetti world where gun and muscle means to ends; but if your time is nearly up beware the guy who wears a smile for killers come as friends.