By Mel Kassel

Mel Kassel writes in Chicago. She loves the horror genre and stories that take their talking animals seriously.

  1. Vic, we gotta talk. I see you got all those important fuckin’ papers everywhere, but this’ll only take a second. 

    I don’t have to tell you that morale around the casino is fuckin’ shot. The fish aren’t showin’ up, our guys aren’t skimmin’ much, and the ad campaign we shelled out for is fuckin’ garbage. So hear me the fuck out. 

    My neighbor’s got this rabbit.