How would us junkies be able to increase our chances of being eaten by ancestors, chopped up by Rocktopi, humped by Mommy, or any other Oh-So-Wonderfully-Gooey Demise™ that General Siglerisimo is so talented at creating?
"For future reference, I was sort of hoping for a suggestion that didn't sound like it came from that Bolshevik Muppet with all the dynamite.”
- Jim Butcher



