The Plot Thickens: Blam Blam Johnson, He'll Shoot You With His Weaponry

Hortical Johnson or 'Blam Blam', as he is known to himself and 3 others, is a man of action who plays by his own rules while wearing a black leather jacket.

Constantly on the prowl for intricate criminal conspiracies that involve shooting, he stumbles upon a conspiracy that involves a sexy seductress that can't be trusted, millions of dollars in contraband and armed white men in black suits inexplicably devoted to their criminal overlord, Gentry Topanaaris.

But Blam Blam's highly evolved action skills may prove too much for the thugs who outnumber him 500:1. Equipped with the ability to use a motel balcony for cover, he manipulates thugs into shooting the 1/4" rail supports rather than him. Indeed, his muscular green thumb allows him to use potted plants for cover against AK47 fire. A green thumb of gunnery proportions.

Topanaaris may have bitten off more than he can bite. But gains the edge over justice with his hatred for pre-teens. Blam Blam is thrown into self-doubt when he finds himself incapable of delivering snappy one-liners in response to the cold and long-winded threats of Topanaaris who is holding a pre-school hostage.

Surviving explosions, massive car wrecks and slaughtering dozens of innocent bystanders in the ensuing carnage, our hero must survive the nasty scratch he got on his forehead. Only time will tell if the Neosporin's effect will prevent a mild infection.

Blam Blam! The onomatopoeia of Justice!

The Plot Thickens: Margin for Terror

Manley De La Vega, a land surveyor with a distinct cleft chin and attitude to match, is contracted to map out a mysterious plot of land in a small village of inbred idiots, somewhere in hinterland of North America.

All seemed well in the small town of Stankonya. Initially the scattered slabs of rotting flesh puzzled De La vega, but he wrote it off as 'expected of inbred idiot villages'. What really sent our hero into a world of confusion and stomach-upset was the fact that no woman in the village was attractive enough and of the same race as he, to be an appropriate love interest.

Our Hero's killer instinct really kicked in when he noticed 3 teenaged white American middle class couples making out in dark, dank and creepy locations in the town. Something was going to happen. But what?

Furious at the dearth of  racial minority characters to die 25 minutes into this cavalcade of bloodletting, Manley slashes his way through Zombies that inexplicably rise out of the earth once every Memorial Day Weekend - on the very day of his arrival. Well, the day after his arrival.

Fortunately, De La Vega had a horrible experience with a pet gerbil as a child. The experience with dead furry things equipped him to kill the undead, somehow.

But will he save the village of idiots -  indeed should he? What secret does the town keep? Will he finish surveying the plot of land in time to submit his tax returns? What ever happens, Manley De La Vega must navigate this horrific nightmare of exacting standards, because his occupation suggests he has no Margin for Terror.