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Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is

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The look on the toady little bastard’s face when Tom pulled out the ring, oh God, that was the most glorious fucking thing Michael had ever seen. Even more glorious than the look on Trisha Harr’s face that one time, that time when she realized far too late that the model conservative she’d invited to speak at a dinner full of conservative human supremacist assholes was 1) not actually a conservative asshole and b) not actually human.

In which Tom annihilates someone on his show and Michael finds righteous outrage sexy as hell.

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Cheesecake and the Art of Political Warfare

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Original version appeared in Shousetsu Bang*Bang #17.

Sweet art by haitoku.

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Sympathy for the Devil

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Pleased to meet you. Hope you guess my name.

Originally appeared in Shousetsu Bang*Bang #15.

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One for the Road

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You don't know where they go after you close. The truckers usually sleep it off in their rigs, sometimes you let the bikers crash on the storeroom floor if they've behaved themselves during business hours. And if every once in a while one of them heads up to your room after closing time? That's nobody's business but yours.

Originally appeared in Shousetsu Bang*Bang #14.

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