lordbored

Yesterday, here in the middle of the city, I saw a wolf turn into a Russian ex-gymnast and hand over a busniess card that read:

Your own personal transhuman security whore! Sterilized innards! Accepts all credit cards

to a large man who wore trained attack cancers on his face and possessed seventy-five indentured Komodo Drangons instead of legs. And they had sex. Right in front of me.
And six of hte Komodo Dragons spat napalm on my new shoes.

Or maybe it was something I dreamed!