Because the only thing better than a cute greaser boy is one who gets into fights.
You want to take your teeth out, or you want me to knock them out?
A beat-up gent who isn’t Charley Flynn, for once. This time it’s my favourite weaselly ad man, Peter Dyckman Campbell.
I was filling up a page with gay 1920s things and eventually ended up with Meyer and Charlie. I don’t know why I’m surprised.
Spreading holiday cheer in the form of roughed-up gangsters. Brought to you by me finally finishing season four of Boardwalk Empire.