Sean "Blonde" O'Shea

[Sean 'Blonde" O'Shea]

They call me Blonde. My real name is Sean O'Shea. I come from the streets of Dublin, Ireland. Came over the sea to get away from the rubbish in Ireland. I was lucky I survived that stench coffin ship, which landed in New York. Welcome committee threw rocks yelling for us Irish to go back. fuck them! I am not going back to the poor country. I am here to make my way in this land of opportunity!

Most people think I am soft in the brain. That's what I want them to think. They think, I am a vegetable. They make fun of me. They give me all kinds of names. I play to stupid. I pretend I do not know that they are making fun of me. Mind you, I am going to get those bastards back, when they don't expect it. It's all a con, I should act on the stage. Hell! They do not pay enough. You get attention. You get women throwing themselves at you. Begging you to bang 'em around. Show business is great. The money is not perfect.

Back in New York, I killed a few men. Get them drunk, wait for them to get sloppy, bang, they are dead. You see when you are drunk. You get angry, you get mad, and you see things wrong. Someone like me, comes along, takes an advantage. People who do drugs is stupid too! Easy targets! The ones who are addicted is easy targets. Give them the goods, get them all mess up, and you rob them blind or kill them.

The husky gangs started to realized I was killing of their people. That did not go well. Imagine that? The gangs of New York city, wanted me dead. I had to what I had to do. Skittle do out of there! I made my mark there.

I know the law is not after me. You see the gangs are after me. They could not go to the law and report what I did. They wanted to keep things quiet. In a way, they saved me from being wanted by the law. Imagine my price on my head. A million dollars! That's all lot. Hey, I think big and do big. You got a problem?

Don't leave! I am still telling a story!