"Man, I've been working like a dog", he muttered into the phone, his feet up, eyes on the game, the bag of Doritos on his chest almost empty. There must have been a time, long ago, he imagined, when dogs spent their lives herding cattle from sunrise to sunset, but any actual 21st century dog he knew was lazier than The Dude.
Betray someone. Sell them out. Stab them in the back. Pull a Julius Caesar on them. According to the bible, Judas was one of the twelve disciples and was the one who sold Jesus out to the Romans.
I had a feeling someone would Make Like Judas when they saw us walk into the bank with ski masks on our faces and cloth bags in our hands. Come here, you tattletale cocksucker!
...comes across to this uneducated individual, due to first-hand experience from their 110% urban street life, like...
Seems like Sammy's Italian deli, several blocks down, is closed, even though it's Thursday afternoon. Can't quite make it out from this here 'partment. 'S rainin' cats 'n dogs. Don't got no inernet, m'phone's dead, powr's out (@ least on my block), so i can't pull up no day'is number, don't got no paper wit no coupons, dunno Sam's address, 'n don't got nobody comin in or out willin'a search 'im on dey 'is phone.