The bloodfish be scarier tharn yerrr worst nightmares, matey!


fish

Nothing makes that blood clot you tried passing off as dinner more radiant than carved radishes and dead-olive-fish-eyes. Jesus Christ, Betty, you could have been a little more subtle about the Hail Satan Outpost #57666 book club/potluck get-together.

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