Secret Mountain Laboratory

Chapter Eight "Honey! I'm home!" Ron shouted as he came down the stairs, clutching a plastic bag and big red cup of so...

Chapter Seven "Jesus God," Ron said. "This place smells like Satan's bakery. What's in that stuff, moldy sour...

Chapter Six THRUMUMUMUMUMUMUMSHREEEEEEEEEE! Oh, sweet Jeebus, "Magic Carpet Ride" as interpreted by the entire membership...

Chapter Five "Behold!" Ron said as he walked me to the bed of the pick-up truck. "Ooo. Aah. Ohh." I said sa...

Chapter Four I hate moving. Really, really hate it. It's right up there with my hatred of Hitler and Stalin, cancer and world hu...