The Best Of The Worst
Shannon Stirnweis’ art.
The whipping was shitty, yes, and uncomfortable but I could handle it – but they never told me about the friggin’ snakes!…and meanwhile my hero was watching in horror….Well whoopy-do, Mr hero, that was a lot of use, you useless bastard. Why didn’t he do something like my mate Willie Garvin would of done was my last thought as I was lowered into hell. It served me right for reading too many Modesty Blaise novels.
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