Saint Bock's Gospel

Saint Bock’s Gospel

KLAKK-KLONKK!! Another shell slid into the breech of the Roman-built MkXIII Praetor assault cannon. KLANKK! The noise echoed off the cold stone walls of the cave. Too loud. Goddamn ! […]

The Christmas Crib

I bumped into my lawyer, Gonad the Ballbearian recently on the street. He was talking earnestly to a small plaster effigy of General Franco and sweating like a criminal. Aha! […]