
Gustav’s lifelong ambition to win renown as the last of the “big game” hunters was somewhat hindered by his agoraphobia, hodophobia, agrizoophobia and his crippling neophobia. In spite of all his problems, however, he did continue to decorate his 3rd floor apartment with trophies of his many urban kills and as a result gained some local fame and notoriety until an unfortunate incident with the neighbour’s elderly cat resulted in him being removed and taken into care at a secure residential facility in the Ozarks.


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