It was then that Chone espied today's date on the calendar: "October 31st."
Oops...Halloween!
Chone farted effusively and apologized for fucking up the seeming trick or treater, but then asked "Say, aren't you a bit old for this?"
The crumpled visitor shook his head, paused, and said "Got any milk? Gotta wash this shit out of my eyes. I recall from my desert dwelling days that camel milk is good for cleaning camel and goat semen and piss off my face."
Chone provided milk: soon the unwanted visitor was firing on all cylinders, at which point he grabbed the machete and lunged at a surprised Chone, causing a nasty flesh wound.
"Allah Akbar...that'll teach you" he screamed, lunging again...but Chone was a quick study.
He grabbed the closest thing to hand, namely an unread copy of Rob.Singer's infamous tome on VP play, and smashed it into the attacker's face: instant lights out.
Curious, Chone rummaged through the mystery man's pockets and found a note, to wit:
"Mohammed: As my attorney you've done me many great services on gambling forums, but I have one final need which I beg you to fulfill. There is a forum member who annoys me and I want you to cut his head off. Thanks, and as always I'll repay you with sexual favors....yours, Karen McIntasha."
Chone mulled this over then he grabbed a shovel and beat the unwanted visitor to death, dragged his body to the back yard and threw him in the sty with the pigs and the hogs.
"How ironic, since Islam prohibits eating pork: I guess being eaten by swine is cool. Whatever, asshole. See ya, wouldn't wanna be ya."
Chone smiled broadly as the opportunistic oinkers quickly dispatched their unexpected snack.
"So, this bitch wants to play hard ball, eh? Two can play at that game..."
He booked tickets to Miami and gathered the necessary tools...
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