The KGB
A Russian lay dying on his squalid Be when there was a thunderous knock on the door.
"Who is it?" He Croaked~
"The Angel of Death," a voice grated.
"Thank God!" gasped the Russian.
"I thought it was the KGB."
Absolute Horror!! A torrid take on the reel life of several boys Lost in Translation with the Golden Compass, Fatally Attracted to the American Beauty that is Hollywoodly Homocidal! Hence A Blast from the Past with the Chronicles of Nahhia!
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