Just look at that precious smile. Angel, right? What nobody knew was that behind that angelic countenance lay the mind of a brilliant criminal. IB built a profitable business in the trade of black market elbutts. While his sweet mother was slaving over a computer blogging and his metrosexual father was at the spa, getting yet another mani/pedi, IB would sneak out to the barn and conduct business:
When the Feds got wind of the stinky black market trading, they quietly tried to locate a reliable witness. When they stumbled upon JB, they couldn’t believe their good luck. All it took to make him roll over was the promise of a lifetime of premium oats, bran mash, and sweet alfalfa. Soon, it was all over. IB didn’t know what hit him til it was too late:
But IB comes up for parole in six months, and Obama just legalized the sale of horsemeat for human consumption. JB, you better watch your back, buddy…. ;
For more “Tales of Itty Bit”, check out this post at Once Upon a Miracle, in the comments section. You might even come up with one of your own….that giveaway is pretty darn sweet!