"Think 'Julie & Julia', but with serial killers

"Think 'Julie & Julia', but with serial killers instead of bloggers and chefs. It's called 'Hannibal & Hannibal' - Hannibal Lecter reflects upon his kills, while the audience is

masturbating violently. It was a macabre image at best. At worst it was like what happened in the greenhouse only this time with a sense of filthy urgency unbecoming of a gentleman

of his girth. His hand barely fit him. He should've been off shtupping some equally impossibly proportioned female and getting paid for it. But instead, he hit rock bottom when

bottom fell out of the crack market. After all that investment, his life's savings! In desperation, he took to meditation, which, in its purest form, is like krokodil mixed with

an egg timer. He meditated day and night. Through storms. Through seasons of Cheers. Through three marriages and two divorces and a funeral. Finally, the truth appeared. He

, for once in his life, realized he hasn't been living the way he wanted. Hell, he hadn't been living at all. What would his younger self think? The dusty picture of his third wife

Who had vanished five years ago was a reminder of how the Giant Red Tiger still ruled the back yards, where they had families of weeds that grew four years later

. I think they are called quadraperenials.You mow 'em down & they keeping coming back.Four score and seven years ago, when a tall slim farmer planted these seeds, he never imagined

that one day he'd be known as Slim Whitman and everyone would be bugging him for money. For indeed those seeds of his grew into freakish little living toadstools that children