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Look. OK. Sometimes even we at MACK AVENUE SKULLGAME are totally fucking flabbergasted as to why some of the people who write for MACK AVENUE SKULLGAME do what they do. Sure some are trying to work through the standard menu of insoluble emotional difficulty--dipsomania, drug addiction, bad toilet training--but some, well some...what we're trying to say is sometimes even WE can offer no reasonable explanation why what's been done has been done. To whit, the following web review. We sent GAINES off to do a piece on BIG COCKS and he came back with an article on MEAT. Close but no fucking cigar. And when we confronted him about it, he got all huffy and shit and started murmuring some shit about "his privates" and we got creeped and just dropped it. This by way of editorial explanation. OK. Understand? Yeah. We don't either.

FETCH BOY...C'MON FETCH....

A glass of wine and a bloody carcass is always fun!

This website is full of dead festivities and murder. It's a dedication to even more pessimestic thoughts. Dissect your food while the screams are silent.

Hunters will work.
Animals will die.
Blood will be your hunger.
Your celebratory feasts are death.

You're not a murderer, you're just part of a cult. How would you feel if I put a bullet in your stomach? How would you feel if you were in my oven that night for all my family to share? It's just nature. It's all part of a chain. I'm just doing what I'm told. You're a filthy beast. How could you do such a thing? Their loved ones are gathering right now. They will mark the next celebration a year from now. Little do they know, they are part of the cult.

Oh yeah... I eat meat!

We're all criminals and liars. Fuck you.--DEREK GAINES