The bruise was big, vivid and colorful -

The bruise was big, vivid and colorful - like an oil spll in a puddle. "What is this?" "What does it look like?" Fine... "Who was it?" "Any lucky guess?"

"Little Leroy again!" "You have to stop breast feeding him, Damn it, He's Twenty Six years old." I just smiled, how could I tell him that I was paying Leroy. He Did it sooo weelll

nobody, I mean nobody was as good as little leroy. I paid him handsomely for his skills. I don't care what my hubbie says. Little Leroy was the best crystal ball juggler in the

whole house. When I needed my crystal balls juggled, I would go to Little Leroy before even thinking about asking my husband. This, of course, caused some marital issues.

But what's a little incest between grown adults? Especially when not related to one another! Juggling his crystal balls, I departed from the house to find a more secretive place

to stash my tarot cards, just knowing he would come after them in an act of vengeance. I spied a small wooden hut with a rosebush just a little to the left. Quickly, I decided to

bury the cards under the rose bush. But it started to rain and I could do nothing about it. Soon the bush started growing until it reached the roof of the barn. And lo and behold

a dirty rat. "Your hands ain't so clean" I told Bugsy. What a mistake. His goons dropped their cards & grabbed their heaters. Bugsy said "Take the Grifter out back & give'm lead

minatures and couple of 20-sided dice!" The goons and I were forced to play Oubliettes and Ogres in the basement. After a 12 hour marathon session, I gave in. Bugsy would be GM.