A Brief Glimpse into a Paranoid Scientist’s Life

“Funny. It appears somebody has absconded with my beaker of hydrochloric acid. Was it you, Tito? Well, answer me, yee of little height! Answer me at once!” Dr. Golan paced about his ostrich skin carpeting, his white hair flying behind him as he stormed the laboratory. “Yes, I do believe it was,” he said to his midget. [...]

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