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[It always worries me when Doom takes me places. I didn’t want to go to the Racetrack and now he’s taking me to see the injured horsey’s. I’m just glad that I get to see them being looked after. That … Read More

[Years Ago..] “I won, I won!” [My excitement was infectious.] “Mom, I did it!” [My mom stumbled out of the pantry holding bread, her eyes black and bloodshot. Her withered smile trembled falsely in my direction, pursing her split lip.] … Read More

[Felix Foley moves into position, taking over in front of the counter and in front of DOOM, who awaits his perfect cup of tea.] [Felix Foley] Welcome to tea with Felix Foley. Hey! That rhymes! [DOOM looks at him with … Read More

[A large brown couch faces against a long wall. I’m led on it with my eyes closed. A woman, Karen, sits opposite with a large clipboard and a pen. She pushes up her glasses and takes a deep breath.] [Karen … Read More

[Felix Foley] Welcome.. to NXT Level.. is Foley! [Felix Foley] Next week, the Ayatolla of Rock n’ Rolla heads into the boiler room, searching for some jackass called Victor Broom. I shouldn’t be surprised, should I? If I was searching … Read More

[A news paper in hand, I’m reading the advertisements.] [Felix Foley] “Ah ha!” [I almost jump for joy.] “I’ve found it!” [Doom folds his arms.] [DOOM] “Do you really think this is necessary?” [He complains. He’s always complaining, isn’t he?] … Read More

[At moms.] [Rustling around the loft, looking high and low. It’s here somewhere, I know it.] [Felix Foley] “Where are you, you little bugger…” [Mommy Foley] “I think your dad threw him out, Felix.” [No way. I don’t think he … Read More

[Felix Foley] “Fathers are tough.” [Felix Foley] “I know how it feels, Tombstone. You probably ferried my old man some time ago – I wonder what he said about me?” [Felix Foley] “I wonder if he showed remorse for the … Read More

[The door is locked.] “C’mon..” [I’m panicked.] “C’mon!!” [The handle rattles but won’t open.] [Quickly, turn around.] [Swipe.] [I barely duck it. The swing of a baseball bat at my head misses and connects with the door, splintering the wood.] … Read More

[In the middle of the woods, Felix Foley sits under a large tree with a massive bag on the ground.] [Felix Foley] There was a long kept tradition in my family. My grandfather used to take my father hunting. They’d … Read More