In a church basement support group, the help you find isn’t always the help you’re looking for.
Xmas in the Lions’ Den
Or, “What’s Up, Daniel”; a tale of bibical danger retold for this most dangerous of seasons.
We believe in cells and protoplasm and sex, and stench and dirt and slime
and screams in the night.
“One day a neighbor broke the leg of a stray dog with a heavy stone, and when Vasil saw the sharp edge of the bone piercing the skin he cried.”
No need for jumbo-jets full of pre-pubescent sex slaves, Japan’s Great Goddess has arrived.