A CUSTARD CHUCKER “What are you staring at?” sneered the shaven-headed blader as he frontsided down the brass handrail of the bank. Strobe moved back quickly before he landed on her. “Just watching,” she said. “Then buy a ticket.” “Don’t upset the audience, Vulture,” yelled Winston as he topside souled along the same rail. “Go buy yourself a pair of decent boots why don’t ya!” yelled Vulture, cutting the Chinese boy off with a vicious skid. Winston shook … Continue reading Giant Stolen Cheesecake by Patricia Bernard