A few days ago I was talking to Justin about the comic, and somehow the topic turned to meat. In fact, it turned to the meat that had bled all over my vegetable drawer that day, coating the apples in it's red, delicious goodness. Suddenly I was struck with inspiration, and began writing. And writing. And writing! I wrote until five scripts worth of material were complete. Now my present to you part one of my masterpiece, The Spector Saga.
P.S. Just in case it isn't obvious, the guy who isn't Warren Spector has a gaping chest wound.
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