This is a pothumous posting of a document that was started probably near the year 2000. Inteneded to be sort of a graphic novel. The Death Priest and I (The Malignant Tumor) pondered publishing this document many times. We didn't put too much time into it after seeing the reactions of the people that read it. It's purpose was similar to 'Scrotie McBooger Balls' as insightfully pointed out by Rebar. Not too many people have seen this and probably not too many people will. Those that do will not really give a shit. Regardless, here it is.
A little poem written to a bottle of whiskey that was just out of my reach.