SKIDSTAIN HALO by Kevin Sweeney


There are many Heavens, one for every taste, and they are all paradise.

But there is one problem with eternal bliss.

Eternal bliss is B-O-R-I-N-G.

Mankind craves violence, action, competition, and the glory of being able to stomp on other’s dreams with a cry of, “Suck my eight-foot, rainbow spunking cock!”

To stop the afterlife tearing itself apart in riots born of boredom, a sport was invented. A sport that would satisfy mankind’s desire for ultraviolence and the need to hate each other’s guts for stupid reasons.

A simple story about a serial killer’s rise to super stardom.

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