Two Callous Uncles Eating to the Beat

Two Callous Uncles Eating to the BeatA Short Storyby Mr PseudonymPhillip Thunder had always loved picturesque San Francisco with its naughty, new nooks. It was a place where he felt ecstatic. He was an intuitive, spiteful, squash drinker with beautiful fingernails and short hands. His friends saw him as a greasy, gleaming gamer. Once, he had even saved an envious toddler that was stuck in a drain. That's the sort of man he was.