Issue Glue 002

Gruntled… Creet… Sheveled… Combobulated…

Come on, one more.

Pute.

[Sigh] Remember how long ago we first played that game, back when the stakes were high and hesitations few?

Wait, stakes high? You mean low. When we were young there was less to lose.

No, if you die young a bigger chunk of future you is lost. Gone—just like that.

But, old me has a smaller portion of future, so each slice is worth more! ANYWAY, ready for that apple pie now?

Kind of morbid. Moving on.

Fate cuts, you choose.