Well, they couldn't leave us alone, could they? Now we have to go off to Tibet, via South Africa - don't ask - and apparently, once again the fate of the many worlds rests upon our drunken shoulders.
So, strap in and prepare for a tale of cigars, booze, laughter, tears, and secret organisations bent upon shafting us, and getting in the way of our partying. The mission has been delivered, and may the gods help us, we have no option but to accept.
The hills are alive!!!
The everyday story of a man and the incarnate Monkey God, drinker of Jack Daniel's, smoker of cigars, dabbler in magic, bringer of entropy and lover of chaos. Conspiracy, magic, booze, guns, sexy partially dead girls, the Illuminati, bad TV, alternative history... What more could you want?
