Presented below for your holiday pleasure is a digital copy of the RCS’ first ever seasonal literary abortion. Those of you on our mailing list will receive a hand bound (with staples, tape, glue and possibly spit) version of this wonderful moral tale. Those of you NOT on our mailing list can certainly request to BE on our mailing list, but we think this is a rather cheap move just to get a damned book. Happy Holidays, you effers. Don’t forget your rubbers and bail money!
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Okay, so this was an abortive attempt. Evidently, wordpress doesn’t allot me enough space to post this damned thing all in one go. I’ll feed you doses of it daily like some kind of sick advent calendar. For tonight, I’m calling it quitsies.
Killing me! This is awesome. I may have to send you some cookies.
Are you actually seeing all of it???