The State Lottery. This is the part of the job I hate. Firm proud buttocks.
Gambling is harmless enough, but gamblers are sad creatures. When you fellate a…
The sound of Snake’s lights turning on. Stubbiness. Locker door opening.
There’s a moment in Preacher where Herr Starr is explaining to his troop of religious nuts that,…
It’s when you’re in the jaws of death that you scream for your mother. The mortally terrifying can only be countered by the familiar, so the primate mind cries for…