Death Is The One Predator We Can't

Yes, He’s A Good Boy. Never Been In Trouble At School And He’s On The Honor Roll. Captain Of The Football Team. All-around Psycho Serial Killer Who Hides Bodies In The Fridge Whenever His Parents Go Out Of Town. (nick) I Also Eat Babies For Breakfast And Torture Small Animals For Fun. My Therapist Says I’m Making Real Progress Though. (caleb)

Like Black, Do You? (cassandra) It Serves Its Purpose. It’s Hard To Look Intimidating In Pastels. (wulf)

I Don’t Know. Word Around The Girls’ Locker Room Is That All Of You Are So Hard Up, You Were Cruising The Senior Center, Trying To Find A Prom Date.” – Nick

It’s A Sun Lamp. I Thought You Might Be Tired Of Your Pasty-pale Complexion. (chris) Christopher, I Happen To Be A Viking In The Middle Of Winter In Minnesota. Lack Of A Deep Tan Goes With The Whole Nordic Territory. Why Do You Think We Raided Europe Anyway? (wulf) Because It Was There? (chris) No, We Wanted To Thaw Out. (wulf)

You Think We Stand A Chance? (delphine) Like An Icicle On The Equator. (phobos)