Walking to his favorite fishing hole Freddy sees a load of Durden Scum on his dock.

Getting closer Freddy unleashed a wave of whippings on the Durdens

"Stay off my dock you Slugs"

Freddy got physical with one of them and he pushed him over the railing of the dock...."Swim you low life" your family is nothing but a plague in our beautiful city.

Whipping a few more durdens off the docks Freddy went to his fishing spot and cast his line in the water.

When will Tyler learn that this city belongs to us.

It looks as though RobertPaulson has issued me a challenge of sort.

Coming to my house and dropping a letter in my mail box.

Well why did you not come right on in the house and we could have settled it there and then you big "HOT AIR BAG"

The young Doctor had overheard the conversation the man was having with himself. In his experience, the symptoms of the man, Freddy, was paranoia and increasingly overwhelming signs of schizophrenia. He had often observed FastFingersFreddy doing some type of satanic sign of a "LOL", whatever those were. He had read about it in the medical journals, it was a rare psychotic disorder that affected a very few people, but it was becoming overwhelming as the years went by.

He had begun to call the man, or.. What remained of a man, Robert Pauslon, a whipped man and that the lovely lady, Marla, had 'owned' his testicles. It was a disturbing sign for what was to come.

The good Doctor Crane could only hope the man would improve and be okay.

Sorry there young doctor <font color="#0066CC">Scarecrow</font> (Crane)

I believe I may be in need of a few good straps to hold me down and  a full size bed.

I do not see the madness letting up at all. Tyler and his minions have seen enough of this streets. Someone may (should) make a stand.