Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Eat Your Peas, Mr. Bond

"Dear Mother" was the name that Frau Heino demanded to be addressed by. Hidden by the fresh roses she carried wherever she went, was a small, efficient Uzzi automatic, with which she was deadly at 100 paces. The scent of Chanel No. 5 wafted from her sinewed neck as she knelt down to inspect the little trap that held the agent fast.

Courtesy of Farbor Sid

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