It walks the streets at night. It goes where eagles dare. It picks up every movement. It picks up every loser. With revised eyes and features, you think it really cares? The Manta ain't no goddamn sonofabitch. You better think about it, baby.
The Manta Goes and Feeds You an Omelette of Disease
10:45 PM on Wed Jul 25 2007
By Davey G. Johnson
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