Friday, December 11, 2009

He Said No Pickles

by Robert Gryfft

Imagine someone wronged you so terribly the only proper answer was ultimate suffering.

Naturally, you'd torture that person almost to death. Repeatedly.

You'd discover, as I did, that torture is taboo only because it's irresistible once tasted. More addictive than heroin. More fulfilling than love.

I think that answers your question. Now, where were we?

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