None of this Hollywood BS, no brain-eating special effects, no fake blood or horror, just the Son of God rising…. ' Swann sat for the next two and a half hours, whilst Damson preached and simultaneously prepared a rather delicious, perfectly risen soufflé. Jeez, this had better get Let...
She lived with her father and his bottles of Ten High. On and on Roy whirred, licking slipping dentures, twisting as if repositioning himself on a toilet seat… until finally, “The End,” and the sermon of the afterward that inevitably began: “That, ahem, might not have been to your...