I mean rugged and manly in a heroic communist farmer sort of way, but a tad rough-hewn for pretty boy?
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Come back, Prety Boy! We need you!!!
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Man of the people.
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If you go to Union Station in Kansas City, you can see the bullet holes in the outside of the building where Floyd and his gang shot and killed 3 FBI agents trying to free a friend of their’s that had been transported by train (unfortunately they shot him too) .
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That is very pretty in my opinion.
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TIL Floyd Mayweather’s nickname was an homage to this man
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Also a notorious Pool Hustler of the gas station VHS era
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Pretty boy? You kidding me? Pretty boy
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Was also a pretty good boxer.
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Some must hope for someone like that in their banks
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True Robin Hood
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I wonder if this was the inspiration for the movie “Wisdom”?
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Good lad. It’s nice when you see the negatives outweighed by the positives.
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5’8” 160lbs. Take note fatties.
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Fitting that Johnny Depp plays him in Public Enemies
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He’s got good hair
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We are a couple years from this happening again.
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On the other hand, it was probably difficult for the widows of the 10 men he killed to make their own mortgage payments.
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Pretty Boy Floyd — Woody Guthrie
If you’ll gather ’round me, children,
A story I will tell
‘Bout Pretty Boy Floyd, an outlaw,
Oklahoma knew him well.
It was in the town of Shawnee,
A Saturday afternoon,
His wife beside him in his wagon
As into town they rode.
There a deputy sheriff approached him
In a manner rather rude,
Vulgar words of anger,
An’ his wife she overheard.
Pretty Boy grabbed a log chain,
And the deputy grabbed his gun;
In the fight that followed
He laid that deputy down.
Then he took to the trees and timber
Along the river shore,
Hiding on the river bottom
And he never come back no more.
Yes, he took to the trees and timber
To live a life of shame;
Every crime in Oklahoma
Was added to his name.
But a many a starvin’ farmer
The same old story told
How the outlaw paid their mortgage
And saved their little homes.
Others tell you ’bout a stranger
That come to beg a meal,
Underneath his napkin
Left a thousand-dollar bill.
It was in Oklahoma City,
It was on a Christmas Day,
There was a whole car load of groceries
Come with a note to say:
Well, you say that I’m an outlaw,
You say that I’m a thief.
Here’s a Christmas dinner
For the families on relief.”
Yes, as through this world I’ve wandered
I’ve seen lots of funny men;
Some will rob you with a six-gun,
And some with a fountain pen.
And as through your life you travel,
Yes, as through your life you roam,
You won’t never see an outlaw
Drive a family from their home.
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The real Robin hood
We’re in a tight spot!
During the Great Depression, too…
Man, 26 was the new 40-something back then, eh?
Not all heroes wear capes.
I mean rugged and manly in a heroic communist farmer sort of way, but a tad rough-hewn for pretty boy?
Come back, Prety Boy! We need you!!!
Man of the people.
If you go to Union Station in Kansas City, you can see the bullet holes in the outside of the building where Floyd and his gang shot and killed 3 FBI agents trying to free a friend of their’s that had been transported by train (unfortunately they shot him too) .
That is very pretty in my opinion.
TIL Floyd Mayweather’s nickname was an homage to this man
Also a notorious Pool Hustler of the gas station VHS era
Pretty boy? You kidding me? Pretty boy
Was also a pretty good boxer.
Some must hope for someone like that in their banks
True Robin Hood
I wonder if this was the inspiration for the movie “Wisdom”?
Good lad. It’s nice when you see the negatives outweighed by the positives.
5’8” 160lbs. Take note fatties.
Fitting that Johnny Depp plays him in Public Enemies
He’s got good hair
We are a couple years from this happening again.
On the other hand, it was probably difficult for the widows of the 10 men he killed to make their own mortgage payments.
Pretty Boy Floyd — Woody Guthrie
If you’ll gather ’round me, children,
A story I will tell
‘Bout Pretty Boy Floyd, an outlaw,
Oklahoma knew him well.
It was in the town of Shawnee,
A Saturday afternoon,
His wife beside him in his wagon
As into town they rode.
There a deputy sheriff approached him
In a manner rather rude,
Vulgar words of anger,
An’ his wife she overheard.
Pretty Boy grabbed a log chain,
And the deputy grabbed his gun;
In the fight that followed
He laid that deputy down.
Then he took to the trees and timber
Along the river shore,
Hiding on the river bottom
And he never come back no more.
Yes, he took to the trees and timber
To live a life of shame;
Every crime in Oklahoma
Was added to his name.
But a many a starvin’ farmer
The same old story told
How the outlaw paid their mortgage
And saved their little homes.
Others tell you ’bout a stranger
That come to beg a meal,
Underneath his napkin
Left a thousand-dollar bill.
It was in Oklahoma City,
It was on a Christmas Day,
There was a whole car load of groceries
Come with a note to say:
Well, you say that I’m an outlaw,
You say that I’m a thief.
Here’s a Christmas dinner
For the families on relief.”
Yes, as through this world I’ve wandered
I’ve seen lots of funny men;
Some will rob you with a six-gun,
And some with a fountain pen.
And as through your life you travel,
Yes, as through your life you roam,
You won’t never see an outlaw
Drive a family from their home.
Hero