"Up from the ocean depths comes the jet-black caucasian transvestite
champion. Resplendent in warpaint, wampum beads and silk suit by Cardin,
armed only with a tomahawk and vibragun, he returns to the napalmed ruins of London to resurrect his sister and wrest from the disgusting
Bishop Beesley and his formidable henchwomen the black box which has
diffracted the cosmos and set the world spinning at super-speed towards
its own final solution. Lock up your daughters, hide your stash, keep to
the shadows."
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