February 12, 2008
Pirate Max Returns!




Last seen on Granger Ave. on 10-31-2007, our swashbuckling marauder is back, and he’s fiercer than ever. Unshaven, under-slept, and sporting a rather intimidating collection of oozing knife wounds (some self-inflicted). Also, check out the fresh “ink.”
He wants (more of your) candy. In his belly. Now.
Consider yourself warned.