As Justermanson approached the bench, he realized the figure on it was… dead. “How do you like my handiwork?”, came a voice from behind.  Buck spun around and was face to face with the great Oskar Moosehead. “You killed him”, Buck stammered. Moosehead looked confused, “No, I referred to the handiwork on these benches.  I […]

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