On a coast in a land down by the beach the waves crash with a mighty roar. A man in a tuxedo sits on the coarse sand alone looking towards the ocean while taking a pull from an over priced bottle of bubbly. Occasionally he takes a puff from a big fat cigar gnawed and wet at the tip. His thoughts run deep wondering why. Toiling over and over again the previous night’s events he cannot find an answer to his actions. How could he have killed that giraffe? Read More »