Horror Can Get Ugly

An obese butcher with the head of a pig.

But that’s what keeps you coming back for more.

I once visited a prison with a friend and,through the bars, conversed with an ax murderer about the price of eggs in China and things like will the rain hurt the rhubarb. I was amazed that he seemed just like anyone else you might meet on the street.

Who’s knows? Having a conversation with this jovial looking fellow might be the most enthralling chat you’ve ever had. Hopefully, he would be in a straight jacket in some asylum rather running amok like a raving lunatic in your neighborhood when you struck up the conversation.

I assume if you were armed with a machete, you could fend off the pathetic cleaver he is carrying in the picture.

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