[bronx bomber]

A guy pulls in to my place of work in NC with a license plate wrap that says "you've got a friend in Sharon PA". My Army roommate was from there so i asked him if he knew the guy. He said yeah, his throat was cut by drug dealers in a deal gone bad. I give the guy BS description of him cause this is nothing like the guy I remembered. He describes my friend to a T. I go home and get the 3 listings for his name-call and get his Mom on the 1st one. I tell her i was her sons roommate in the Army and before i can get any farther she tells me he is on the other line. I freak out a little and call the guy and tell him the whole story. I am so relieved it wasnt him and then he tells me it was his Dad. True story.