The Buzz On How Maggie Got Inside Her Psychiatrist's Head
"mmm...tastes (twitch) like kentucky-fried (violent twitch) chicken!" maggie laughed and sobbed dementedly, licking her blood-soaked lips and patting her belly with horrifically sadistic delight.
Rob Has His Thorns
The morning sun painted the polished silver lockheed in a brilliant amber sheen as it plotted course to biloxi, somewhere over the state border between kentucky and tennessee.
Hard Times
"fucking kentucky and tennessee?" colt rolled his blue eyes. "jesus christ..." "is this van gonna even make it?" adam chuckled. "remember the last time we drove that far, the water pump blew up."
WOLF
_ _in this case, it was a derivative of bourbon, something to make the pathetic and more well known kentucky clans jealous.