Sending a letter to Chris Kuhn

Dennis Denuto

It's the vibe
7.gif

Can we get this made into a flipbook we can mail him?
 

WhereWeAt

Kuhn is at peace with himself and walks into the shower after working a shift in the kitchen. A sense of dread overcomes him as he realizes he's all alone and the Aryan brotherhood stealthily files in and has lookouts posted at each escape route. He settles into a defensive posture as the Aryans, armed with shivs, close ranks as they force him towards the center, defenseless. Suddenly, an Aryan collapses to the floor without explanation. Bewildered, the others turn to face the commotion only to succumb themselves.

A man dressed as a guard easily dispatches with those brave enough to face him. The rest run off in fear. Turning to Kuhn, the latter begins to piece together what just happened. He sees the earring, the beard, the toothpick, and is overcome by he smell of hours-old dog urine emanating from the uniform. As Kuhn struggles to rasp a "thank you," Scorch quickly flashes two fingers to his brown in a makeshift salute and says, "The Kingdom of Nakedness sends its regards." With that, Scorch casually, naturally makes his way to the fishbowl. Before turning in his keys for shift change he reminds Kuhn, "And the color of the day is sea foam."
 
Top