He was just a down on his luck gas station attendant who, every other Friday, liked to strap on a mask and hunt tourists camping along the old river.
But with the price of gas so high these days, it’s getting harder and harder to keep up the routine.
What a poor old chainsaw wielding maniac to do? God knows solar power isn’t up to scratch for lowering this bad boy.
Guess he’ll just need another solution.
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