sjj169's review
4.0
When I saw the title alone I knew this book was me was going to be good. I have a thing for old peoples, probably because I'm right there with them. We are tired of some young people's shit. We gonna own the world one day.
If we could remember it.
This little story is packed full of surprises. If you have ever read anything by Angel Gelique you might know that she is one of the sweetest people on Goodreads but you better get ready to read one of her books.
Two neighborhood losers have decided to rob and kill the town's 'crazy old lady.' No one sees her much anymore because she rarely leaves her house. One of them gets bored and leaves. His buddy decides that she is easy pickings and he can get all the loot and snuff her out with no help from anyone.
That works out real well for him.
Never, ever underestimate the old ladies...we will kick your ass.
Especially one like the one in this book-who might be spoiling for some fun times.
If we could remember it.
This little story is packed full of surprises. If you have ever read anything by Angel Gelique you might know that she is one of the sweetest people on Goodreads but you better get ready to read one of her books.
Two neighborhood losers have decided to rob and kill the town's 'crazy old lady.' No one sees her much anymore because she rarely leaves her house. One of them gets bored and leaves. His buddy decides that she is easy pickings and he can get all the loot and snuff her out with no help from anyone.
That works out real well for him.
Never, ever underestimate the old ladies...we will kick your ass.
Especially one like the one in this book-who might be spoiling for some fun times.
5hadow_girl's review
5.0
Crazy Old Lady reminds me of a story...
My granny lived across the street from me growing up, in a small suburb just south of Detroit. She never seemed like a bad-ass to me, until the day our local drug dealer wanna be decided to try to rob her house while she was doing yard work. I was really young, but I remember seeing him come flying out of the side door, empty handed, shouting something over his shoulder but never slowing down. I'll never forget the grin on her face when the cops arrived and she told them the whole story.
Needless to say, it's not the same as the Crazy Old Lady in this story, but my granny could whoop some ass in her golden years!
The actual Crazy Old Lady here won't ever brag about her can of whoop-ass though... She might never get any company if she did!
My granny lived across the street from me growing up, in a small suburb just south of Detroit. She never seemed like a bad-ass to me, until the day our local drug dealer wanna be decided to try to rob her house while she was doing yard work. I was really young, but I remember seeing him come flying out of the side door, empty handed, shouting something over his shoulder but never slowing down. I'll never forget the grin on her face when the cops arrived and she told them the whole story.
Needless to say, it's not the same as the Crazy Old Lady in this story, but my granny could whoop some ass in her golden years!
The actual Crazy Old Lady here won't ever brag about her can of whoop-ass though... She might never get any company if she did!
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