My mom’s friend was nearly pickpocketed in front of the Trevi Fountain by a man with two thumbs on his right hand. My mom caught him with his hand in her purse and made a big scene. He ran away.
I was 11 years old and had my camera out and ready and it kills me that I didn’t get a photo of his hand.
Heh, my thought too, but it wasn’t like an extra pinky. He had two thumbs stacked on top of each other. I don’t know where they joined, but I could see the pad of one thumb on top of the nail of the other.
My mom’s friend was nearly pickpocketed in front of the Trevi Fountain by a man with two thumbs on his right hand. My mom caught him with his hand in her purse and made a big scene. He ran away.
I was 11 years old and had my camera out and ready and it kills me that I didn’t get a photo of his hand.
It’s okay bro, I got you.
Heh, my thought too, but it wasn’t like an extra pinky. He had two thumbs stacked on top of each other. I don’t know where they joined, but I could see the pad of one thumb on top of the nail of the other.
Was his name Count Rugen, the Six-Fingered Man?