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As they say in Unreal Tournament: HEADSHOT. This is a marketing magazine put out by the Postal Service. That’s right: someone appears to have gone, well, postal on gramps, and his last moments on earth are a mixture of pain and surprise. That it comes to this! In the garden! In his favorite cardigan!
The back cover tells us that we are not seeing a spume of aerated brain matter, but rather some water, hosed at him by his maniacal daughter, who has always hated the old goat.
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