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Mort Morte
by David Henry Sterry
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On my third birthday, my father, in an attempt to get me to stop sucking my thumb, gave me a gun. "Today son, you are a man," he said, snatching the little blue binky from my little pink hand. So I shot him. So begins Mort Morte, a macabre, coming-of-age story full of butchered butchers, badly used Boy Scouts, blown-up Englishman, virginity-plucking cheerleaders, and many nice cups of tea.

Quick Look
Mort Morte
By David Henry Sterry
Find out more:
FREE @ AMAZON
On my third birthday, my father, in an attempt to get me to stop sucking my thumb, gave me a gun. "Today son, you are a man," he said, snatching the little blue binky from my little pink hand. So I shot him. So begins Mort Morte, a macabre, coming-of-age story full of butchered butchers, badly used Boy Scouts, blown-up Englishman, virginity-plucking cheerleaders, and many nice cups of tea.
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