Every now and then I write something that forces me to pause so I can ride out a burst of maniacal cackling. It happened multiple times while writing the dinner scene in Depraved 2, for instance. And it happened in Dead Stripper Storage in, I believe, chapter 16, which involves tricky vehicular maneuvers and an airborne exotic dancer of the deceased variety.
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