FICTION FROM DR. DRIVE BY
CHAPTER 14E GANGSTER DISCO DEATH DANCE 'Yes that's the one Jamie. Home James, we have the ones we want.' The road continued growing from under the car and jetted into space like a marble spider web. Szgabu spoke again: 'Is yall funny or sumthin? Yall talkin kinda culiar fo mans.' 'Don't worry about... Sign in to see full entry.