FICTION FROM DR. DRIVE BY
CHAPTER 22B HALF-ASSED REVELATIONS "Now wait a minute man!' Protested Szgabu. 'I aint got nuthin to do wit the litta bastud's tongue bein missin.' Cool swung the hatchet and split the squirming boy's skull. 'Okay Bashdul,' said Cool, 'how much you want for that information I need, nigga?' 'I aint... Sign in to see full entry.