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Hook-Handed Scrawl, Scrabble and Confusion before/after I see the writing on the wall, and it is not good, not good at all, the bloody chicken scrawl of a crazed maniac that has somehow escaped the institution, only to have his hook of a hand ripped off in the night up at inspiration point, where all the teen groovies go to get their hip-swerve on, and make their betties snuggle up tight with stories of a maniac loosed from the local asylum, unaware of the comedic irony lurking in the presence of a hook-handed weirdo outside their 55' chevy impala as it skids out slipping into second gear as it tears away, taking the hook with it, leaving the freak to stuggle his amputated way to a cave to scrawl unmistakeable fateful words on the wall that should bring any man to a shiver upon seeing them. Indeed.
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