Rednecks Who Shoot Zombies on the Next Geraldo (5 page)

After a few minutes, Tom yanked the priest back before he disfigured the only portion of Muss’s body that could answer the million-dollar question. Tom reached out and yanked down Muss’s pants.

“Fooled me,” Tom snorted, jammed the shotgun between Muss’s legs, and pulled the trigger.