I swear, I never met the man.
He don't look like he'd last five minutes in Brooklyn.

Hey, what did I do that was so wrong?
Pitch some pennies?
Shake some kids down in the hallway for their lunch money?
Sell a few test answers, and school assignment reports?
Steal some hubcaps?
Play some hooky to spend the day on Coney Island?
Just kid's stuff.
It was all a part of growing up in Brooklyn.
Hey, nobody got hurt, except that Carvelli creep who tried to get fresh with my sister.
I'm not proud of what I did, but I didn't do anything that no high school hoodlum didn't do.
It was all part of growing up, especially if you lived in Brooklyn.
I'm older now, and know better.
So go ahead, and inspect my file.
I'm not proud of what i did as a teenager, but I've got nothing to hide.
It's not like I pimped teenage girls to politicians, or nuthin'.........

>>937114810
SHUT UP!
>Don't blow my cover!