In last week’s exciting installment of Fresh Out of Hell, I wrote a lot about how I dislike most people. I wasn’t just complaining for the hell of it, though. Go back and read between the lines and maybe you’ll detect my point. No? Okay, I’ll spell it out here: T-H-I-S I-S A D-E-C-L-A-R-A-T-I-O-N O-F … Continue reading Fresh Out of Hell: The Final Chapter