Joel Abernathy

Fuck with me and you’re dinner.’”

"Ex-fucking-scuse me?" I growl.

"His what?"

"Because I'm not one," I snap.

I'm torn between panic and rage,

just to make sure you're healthy."

"Of course I'm healthy," I say, flexing my bicep in indignation. "This is Grade-A American beef, baby. Never even missed a day of class."

The doctor purses his lips as if he’s trying not to laugh, which just pisses me off even more

I will get him back.

Even if I have to tear through the pages of reality itself.

"Holy shit, his dick is huge," Steve says, his eyes as wide as dinner plates.

"The fuck, bro?" Kevin asks, eyeing Steve warily. "Why're you looking at the naked wolfman's dick?"