09/29/2023
The mob boss had four henchmen: Winter, Summer, Spring and Autumn. The boss called them into a meeting before a heist.
“Winter,” he began. “I need you to stay cool in the face of pressure. Ice in your veins,” he said, patting his shoulder.
“Then there’s you, Summer,” he said. “If the heat becomes too much for Winter, use that hot temper of yours to make sure the cops remember who they’re working for.”
“As for you, Spring,” he laughed, “This operation is gonna bring in a lotta green. Make sure that it keeps growing.”
He turned for the door as Autumn stood up.
“Boss!” he sputtered. “What about me?”
The boss turned back, shaking his head.
“Sorry, Autumn. You’re just the fall guy.”