This week we paid a visit to our old college chum Professor Putricide. He was, as always, a gracious and entertaining host.

Unfortunately the good professor has always had a bit of a weakness for grandpa's old cough syrup, if you know what I mean. He's a boozehound.

It's really not his fault, but once the poor fellow lets his demons take control he gets a little gropey and turns in to a real monster.

So we did what any good guests would do, beat him to death and stole his most prized possessions.
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