Oh my god. Oh my god. I’d been right. This had to mean I was right, didn’t it? Lizard Granny Mafia was real. And their boss, Big E, was offering to have her “girls” pay Marcus a visit for slighting me. What did “girls” mean? Who were the “girls?” A team of Lizard Mafia Grannies, armed with machetes and brass knuckles? Holy crap.
