"Little dick, little dick, let me in," the giant named Tiny bellowed outside the small, insignificant door.
"You realize how it all ended for the big bad wolf? Right?" his fancy-dressed cohort asked, as he twirled one of his pigtails around a short, stubby little finger.
"Yip," the big burly man (who wasn't really a man at all) replied, "but zem fucken lil piggies got theirs's first."
And with that, he struck the thin wood door a mighty blow, taking it clean from its hinges.
"Now, where ya hiding, my lil wiltin daisy? It's time fer yer medicine."
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The year is 2024, and after two pandemics and a flood, the Moral Majority has decided to hold a trial. A trial to demonstrate to the world the corrosive nature of unregulated capitalism. Only this trial is being run by those who simply cannot see past the ways of their patriarchal