Short Stories by Flinchey Guntsmeyer
Few writers have the luxury of being able to devote themselves full-time to their art, but Flinchey Guntsmeyer is one of that rare breed after his father, Rusty, left Flinchey his meat processing empire. Guntsmeyer's is known far and wide for both their delicious selection of deli meats and their fine cuts of beef, lamb, pork and poultry. As their catchy song goes, Guntsmeyer's, Guntsmeyer's, we're you're supplier, fulfilling all your meat desires, whatever you require, just enquire, we'll take you higher with our meat, meat, meat.
|The author busy at work on his next book. Known for his keen eye for bringing out the smallest details to understand his characters' interior lives has led to Mr. Guntsmeyer being described as the Chekhov of Barrel Falls, New Rotchire.|
|Symptoms of toxic levels from eating giant undershorts. This man will never see the cows come home tonight or, perhaps, any other night.|
|For those of you who intend to read this book and need help pulling up your socks, may I recommend my colleague, Dr. Carswill's, sock-pulling device, available at reputable hosiery emporiums across North America and parts of Madagascar.|