The Artist's Profile

Tiger (small piggy eyes, mean nose, tall and gangly) finds his package in a large brown envelope he pulls from a secret PO Box. He hugs this envelope under his arm, and with a hunter's stealth hurries to his red Chevrolet 1500 truck.
Two swift blocks away he rams his horns behind a shirtless muscle-boy in a black topless Wrangler Jeep. "Green. G-R-E-E-N green." Tiger shouts. "It'll never get greener, Faggot!"
The muscle-boy responds with his middle finger - a gesture he'll soon regret.

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