JOTD: Biagio Sciscione

While the eyewitness account, Biagio's wife, is a bit suspect, I can only hope I'm not guzzling bitch juice at the ripe count of 88 years. It takes significant amounts of sac to claim your with a religious group to distract a nice old man who was willing to die for the country you stink up with your laziness and reluctance to find respectable employment, while your shithead buddies make off with his safe full o' jewels. It gives me great hope to know this jackal was reppin' Dirty Jerz and my blood jackal, BD, stands a chance at takin' jackaldom to tha' grave, if he does, in fact, have to live there his entire life. Biagio, you my ninja.